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'Yes, yes. she said; 'I could hold my own with any one in my day. Shubin attached himself to Zoya, and kept pouring her out wine; she refused it, he pressed her, and finished by drinking the glass himself, and again pressing her to take another; he also declared that he longed to lay his head on her knee; she would on no account permit him 'such a liberty. Elena seemed the most serious of the party, but in her heart there was a wonderful sense of peace, such as she had not known for long.
The dinner lasted rather a long time; Bersenyev talked with Elena about university life, and his own plans and hopes; Shubin listened without speaking, ate with an exaggerated show of greediness, and now and then threw comic glances of despair at Zoya, who responded always with the same phlegmatic smile.
'Oh, how beautiful; oh, how beautiful! Anna Vassilyevna repeated incessantly; Uvar Ivanovitch kept nodding his head approvingly in response to her enthusiastic exclamations, and once even articulated: 'To be sure! to be sure! From time to time Elena exchanged a few words with Insarov; Zoya held the brim of her large hat with two fingers while her little feet, shod in light grey shoes with rounded toes, peeped coquettishly out from under her pink barege dress; she kept looking to each side and then behind her.
My head aches to-day. Shubin again turned his eyes up to the ceiling; Zoe responded with a half-smile. This Zoe, or, to speak more precisely, Zoya Nikitishna Mueller, was a pretty, fair-haired, half-Russian German girl, with a little nose rather wide at the end, and tiny red lips.
Stop rowing! The wet oars stood still, lifted in the air like wings, and their splash died away with a tuneful drip; the boat drifted on a little, then stood still, rocking lightly on the water like a swan. Zoya affected to refuse at first.... 'Allons' said Anna Vassilyevna genially.... Zoya took off her hat and began to sing: 'O lac, l'annee a peine a fini sa carriere!
First Shubin exploded, shrieking as if he were mad, Bersenyev followed with his gurgling guffaw, then Zoya fell into thin tinkling little trills, Anna Vassilyevna too suddenly broke down, Elena could not help smiling, and even Insarov at last could not resist it. But the loudest, longest, most persistent laugh was Uvar Ivanovitch's; he laughed till his sides ached, till he choked and panted.
"What an old bear I must seem to you " His sentence broke off as the Countess Masco interrupted them. "Come along, John you'll play, won't you? We are waiting!" Count Rosso had already deserted Zoya for the green table. "Do you need me?" Derby asked. "Of course we do! The more the jollier; it is dreadfully dull without a lot."
Tornik, at least, had seemed disinterested, but it was only her gold that he was after like all the rest. She turned away abruptly. The Count Olisco left the table and, as her uncle was already waiting, Zoya and she said good-night to the Mascos and left. On the way home, Sansevero was decidedly nervous.
It was already quite dark; the moon not yet at the full stood high in the sky, the milky way shone white, and the stars spotted the heavens, when Bersenyev, after taking leave of Anna Vassilyevna, Elena, and Zoya, went up to his friend's door. He found it locked. He knocked. 'Who is there? sounded Shubin's voice. 'I, answered Bersenyev. 'What do you want?
I was already standing on nearly a meter of train, and when I got to the door well, I just walked all the way up the back of my dress, lost my balance and fell out!" Nina laughed at the picture, but was glad the presentation had not been like that. "When you go to take tea with the Queen it is difficult, too," Zoya, having begun to explain, went on with all the details that came to mind.
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