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"An amazing occupation," said Rovinskaya. "Well now, Chaplinsky, you try to toss your head about like that." Volodya Chaplinsky, secretly and hopelessly in love with the artiste, immediately began obediently and zealously to do this, but after half a minute desisted. "It's impossible," he said, "either long training, or, perhaps, hereditary abilities, are necessary for this."
Come along, Volodya, let him go to the devil! He's a fool and an ass, and that's all...." "We human beings do murder each other," said the medical student. "It's immoral, of course, but philosophizing doesn't help it. Good-by!" At Trubnoy Square the friends said good-by and parted. When he was left alone, Vassilyev strode rapidly along the boulevard.
They saw their father take Volodya and Lentilov into his study, and there he talked to them a long while. "Is this a proper thing to do?" their father said to them. "I only pray they won't hear of it at school, you would both be expelled. You ought to be ashamed, Mr. Lentilov, really. It's not at all the thing to do! You began it, and I hope you will be punished by your parents. How could you?
He tried to persuade her, said rude things, but she a frivolous, pampered woman, who had run through two fortunes, her own and her husband's, in her time, and always gravitated towards acquaintances of high rank did not understand him, and twice a week Volodya had to accompany her to the villa he hated.
"That's why I'm saying, let's drop this experiment." "No, in any case I am going through with it to the finish. Show me something simpler, more of the medium." Volodya Chaplinsky, who was all the time in a torment over Ellena Victorovna, offered the most likely thing to drop into the establishment of Anna Markovna, which was only ten steps away.
He crossed the terrace, the big hall and the drawing-room, and there stopped to take breath. He could hear them in the dining-room, drinking tea. Madame Shumihin, maman, and Nyuta were talking and laughing about something. Volodya listened. "I assure you!" said Nyuta. "I could not believe my eyes!
Volodya Pavlov experienced a desire to look at the dancing; Tolpygin's head began to ache badly, and he asked Tamara to lead him somewhere where he might wash up; Petrovski, having "touched" Lichonin for three roubles on the quiet, went out into the corridor and only from there despatched the housekeeper Zociya for Little White Manka.
AT five o'clock one Sunday afternoon in summer, Volodya, a plain, shy, sickly-looking lad of seventeen, was sitting in the arbour of the Shumihins' country villa, feeling dreary. His despondent thought flowed in three directions.
Rovinskaya maliciously pressed Chaplinsky's elbow to her side. "To a brothel?" Volodya did not answer anything. Then she said: "And so, you'll carry us at once over there in the automobile and acquaint us with this existence, which is foreign to me. But remember, that I rely upon your protection."
"Art, progress all that is alchemy?" "You see, Volodya, it seems to me that if all you thinking people had set yourselves to solving great problems, all these little questions that you fuss about now would solve themselves by the way. If you go up in a balloon to see a town, you will incidentally, without any effort, see the fields and the villages and the rivers as well.
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