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Sergei Pavlitch, tell me yourself, is it? Volintsev folded his arms on his chest, as though he were trying to hold himself in. 'Sergei Pavlitch! Rudin continued, 'I have given you pain, I feel it but understand us understand that we had no other means of proving our respect to you, of proving that we know how to value your honour and uprightness.

'Quel dommage, thought the old French lady to herself as she mounted the balcony steps behind Volintsev and Natalya, 'quel dommage que ce charmant garcon ait si peu de ressources dans la conversation, which may be translated, 'you are a good fellow, my dear boy, but rather a fool. The baron did not arrive to dinner. They waited half-an-hour for him. Conversation flagged at the table.

Let's light our pipes and call Alexandra Pavlovna in here. It's easier to talk when she's with us and easier to be silent. She shall make us some tea. 'Very well, replied Volintsev. 'Sasha, come in, he cried aloud. Alexandra Pavlovna came in. He grasped her hand and pressed it warmly to his lips. Rudin returned in a curious and mingled frame of mind.

Constantin, said Darya Mihailovna, when Pandalevsky came into the drawing-room, 'is Alexandrine coming? 'Alexandra Pavlovna asked me to thank you, and they will be extremely delighted, replied Konstantin Diomiditch, bowing affably in all directions, and running his plump white hand with its triangular cut nails through his faultlessly arranged hair. 'And is Volintsev coming too? 'Yes.

Volintsev continued to stare out of the window. His voice sounded choked. Rudin got up. 'I will tell you, Sergei Pavlitch, why I decided to come to you, why I did not even think I had the right to hide from you our our mutual feelings. I have too profound an esteem for you that is why I have come; I did not want... we both did not wish to play a part before you.

'That's all very fine indeed, Volintsev began after a short pause, drumming on the window pane with his fingers, 'though I must confess it would have been far better if you had had rather less respect for me. I don't care a hang for your respect, to tell you the truth; but what do you want of me now? 'I want nothing or no!

Rudin was about to say something, but he only waved his hands, bowed and went away, and Volintsev flung himself on the sofa and turned his face to the wall. 'May I come in? Alexandra Pavlovna's voice was heard saying at the door. Volintsev did not answer at once, and stealthily passed his hand over his face. 'No, Sasha, he said, in a slightly altered voice, 'wait a little longer.

'And as for character you have no character at all, thank God! 'What impertinence is that? 'That? It's the highest compliment, believe me. Volintsev came in and looked suspiciously at Lezhnyov and his sister. He had grown thin of late. They both began to talk to him, but he scarcely smiled in response to their jests, and looked, as Pigasov once said of him, like a melancholy hare.

She was a widow, childless, and fairly well off, and lived with her brother, a retired cavalry officer, Sergei Pavlitch Volintsev. He was unmarried and looked after her property. Alexandra Pavlovna reached the village and, stopping at the last hut, a very old and low one, she called up the boy and told him to go in and ask after the health of its mistress.

'That's to say, to tell the truth, I don't know why I came back myself, I suppose because I was reminded of you; I wanted to be with you, and I have plenty of time before I need go home. Volintsev smiled bitterly. 'Yes; one cannot think of Rudin now without thinking of me.... Boy! he cried harshly, 'bring us some tea. The friends began to drink tea.