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'Once?... once!... My goodness! he remarked, as though in indignation. They both were silent. 'It's time I was going, said Viktor, and he was already rising on to his elbow. 'Wait a little longer, Akulina besought him in a supplicating voice. 'What for?... Why, I've said good-bye to you. 'Wait a little, repeated Akulina. Viktor lay down again and began whistling.
But Fritzi is very simply dressed and her mother too. February 9th. Thank goodness Hella is coming back to-morrow, just before her birthday. Luckily she can eat everything again so I am giving her a huge bag of Viktor Schmid's sweets with a silver sugar tongs. Mother and I are going to meet Hella at the station. They are coming by the 8.20. February 10th. I am so glad Hella is coming to-day.
"They aren't as savage as the Xochitl locals were when Haulteclere took it over. You've been there; you've seen what Prince Viktor does with them now." "We haven't got the men or equipment they have on Xochitl," Valkanhayn said. "We can't afford to coddle the locals." "You can't afford not to," Harkaman told him. "You have two ships, here.
Akulina never took her eyes off him. I could see that she was gradually being overcome by emotion; her lips twitched, her pale cheeks faintly glowed. 'Viktor Alexandritch, she began at last in a broken voice, 'it's too bad of you... it is too bad of you, Viktor Alexandritch, indeed it is! 'What's too bad? he asked frowning, and he slightly raised his head and turned it towards her.
Viktor, staring at the ceiling, fell to talking, deliberately and through his nose, of the theatre, of two actors he knew, of a certain Serafrina Serafrinovna, who had 'made a fool' of him, of the new professor, R., whom he called a brute. 'Because, only fancy, what a monstrous notion! Every lecture he begins with calling over the students' names, and he's reckoned a liberal too!
"Somebody Nikky Gratham, or the Everrards, or maybe Viktor himself paid them to tell us that, to pin our ships down here. Or they made it up themselves, so they could make hay on our trade-planets." "Let's go down to the Ghetto and clean out the whole gang," somebody else took up. "Anything one of them's in, they're all in together."
Near the old princess, and filling up almost the whole space between the two windows, was a flaxen curly-headed young man, a hussar, with a rosy face and prominent eyes. 'What a funny little thing! Zinaida was saying; 'and its eyes are not grey, but green, and what long ears! Thank you, Viktor Yegoritch! you are very kind.
He seemed to be struggling with himself. 'What pension were you alluding to just now, Viktor Ivanitch? he asked at last. Viktor stopped in the doorway and put on his cap. 'Oh, don't you know? Susanna Ivanovna's pension.... She gets one. An awfully curious story, I can tell you! I'll tell it you one of these days. Quite an affair, 'pon my soul, a queer affair.
'Viktor Ivanovitch is complaining they're so long getting his sledge harnessed, interrupted a servant girl coming in the same girl I had seen in the passage. Her face, still looking half-awake, struck me this time by the expression of coarse insolence to be seen in servants when they know that their masters are in their power, and that they do not dare to find fault or be exacting with them.
I understood that her words referred to Viktor; Susanna would not mention him, would not utter his detested name. 'But, Susanna Ivanovna, excuse me, I began, 'what makes you suppose that Alexander Daviditch had any conversation... with that person? 'What? Why, he himself came to me and told me all about it, and bragged of it... and laughed just as his father laughs!
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