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Updated: May 19, 2025
Lichonin was glad to see everybody, but Yarchenko in the beginning until the champagne had mounted to his head only raised high his small, short eyebrows with a timorous, wondering and naive air. It suddenly became crowded, smoky, noisy and close in the cabinet. Simeon, with rattling, closed the blinds with bolts on the outside.
"May I ask which of you here might be Mister Gavrila Petrovich Yarchenko?" he said, looking over all those sitting. "I," responded Yarchenko. "If youse please. The actor gent sent this." Yarchenko took the visiting card and read aloud: Eumenii Poluectovich EGMONT LAVRETZKI Dramatic Artist of Metropolitan Theatres
After a minute the door opened and Yarchenko disappeared through it. "How did you find out?" asked Lichonin with astonishment. "A mere trifle! I saw his face, and saw his hands smoothing Verka's tights. The others were less restrained. But this fellow is bashful." "Well, now, let's go," said Lichonin. "I won't detain you long."
"Yes," answered the reporter, and looked kindly at the student with gratefulness. "But as regards Sonechka why, this is an abstract type," remarked Yarchenko with assurance. "A psychological scheme, so to speak..." Platonov, who up to now had been speaking as though unwillingly, at a slow rate, suddenly grew heated: "A hundred times have I heard this opinion, a hundred times!
But now all this complicated, unpleasant and hypocritical business was happily resolved into a simple, easy joke upon the older comrade. Yarchenko resisted, and was angry, and laughing, trying to break away. But at this moment a tall, black-moustached policeman, who had long been eyeing them keenly and inimically, walked up to the uproarious students.
"But most important of all," continued Yarchenko, letting this pointed remark pass by, "most important of all is this, that I have seen all of you to-day on the river and afterwards there ... on the other shore ... with these charming, fine girls. How attentive, well-bred, obliging you all were but scarcely have you taken leave of them, when you are drawn to public women.
Why, don't you see for yourselves that this is the most ordinary type of habitue attached to a brothel, and, most probably, he is simply the pimp here, to whom a percentage is paid for the entertainment into which he entices the visitors." "Leave off, Borya. It's foolish," remarked Yarchenko reproachfully. But Borya could not leave off.
"What is it all about?" asked Yarchenko in perplexity, raising high his eyebrows. "Don't trouble yourself ... nothing out of the way..." answered Jennie in a still agitated voice. "Just so ... our little family trifles ... Sergei Ivanich, may I have some of your wine?" She poured out half a glass for herself and drank the cognac off at a draught, distending her thin nostrils wide.
But in their petty, monotonous, habitually frivolous life there was, in general, a great deal of semi-puerile, semi-hysterical play. Simeon brought a coffee pot, cups, a squatty bottle of Benedictine, fruits and bon-bons in glass vases, and gaily and easily began making the corks of the beer and wine pop. "But why don't you drink?" Yarchenko turned to the reporter Platonov.
He, as well as Yarchenko, knew well the value of popularity among the studying youths, and even if he did look upon people with a certain contempt, from above, still he never, by as much as a single movement of his thin, clever, energetical lips, showed this.
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