Rudin

so quickly locked himself up in his room, that she decided to send a messenger to Lezhnyov. She always

lay on the sofa, and took up a book-a thing he did not often do. Volintsev had no taste for literature, and poetry simply alarmed him. 'This

s gloomy lif

nor exper

nor crump

ed forget

her brother, but she did not worry him wit

ht, 'Lezhnyov,

and announced th

the floor, and raised his he

itch,' repeated the m

sister,' he added, turning to Ale

' she was

interrupted, passionately

e middle of the room, received him with

is hat down by the window His lips were slightly twitching.

ev, 'after yesterday. I should have more readily e

'and am very grateful for your frankness. It is far bet

with compliments?'

lain to you wh

come? Besides, this is not the first

peated Rudin, 'and I want now to appeal to your sen

s still standing in his original position, staring sullenl

make an explanation, certainly, but a

y n

n is involved

third

itch, you un

I don't understand

pre

ld speak plainly!'

ing to be ang

n fr

it already (Volintsev shrugged his shoulders impatiently)-I must tell you tha

no reply. He walked to the wind

itch,' continued Rudin, 'tha

k to you! Only I wonder what the devil induced you to come with this news to me.... What have I to

tare out of the window.

n go

did not wish to play a part before you. Your feeling for Natalya Alexyevna was known to me.... Believe me, I have no illusions about myself; I know how little I deserve to supplant you in her heart, but if it was fated this should be, is

his chest, as though he wer

proving our respect to you, of proving that we know how to value your honour and uprightness. Openness, complete openness with an

ve vent to a

ecret, nor to tell you mine, though you treat it as if it were your property. But excuse me, you speak as tho

a little t

ention to Natalya Alexyevna; but

his fingers, 'though I must confess it would have been far better if you had had rather less respect

ypocritical, to understand me... I hope that now you cannot doubt of my sincerity... I w

went up to

ld our gingerbread, we are not capable of following the flight of great minds like yours.... What you think sincere, we regard as impertinent and disingenuous and indiscreet.... What is clear and simple to you, is involve

s hat from th

Volintsev made a movement of impatience). ... Excuse me, I will say no more of this. Reflecting upon it all, I see indeed, you are right, you could not have beha

nger, 'I never asked for your confidence; and so yo

his hands, bowed and went away, and Volintsev flung

ra Pavlovna's voice was

ssed his hand over his face. 'No, Sasha,' he said,

Alexandra Pavlovna a

is here,' she said

lintsev, 'let them

yov c

he asked, seating himself

, and then repeated to him his whole conversation with Rudin word for word. He had never before giv

on as Volintsev had finished his story. 'I expected many str

hy, I almost threw him out of the window. Did he want to boast to me or was he afr

s hands over his hea

It was generous, do you see, and candid, to be sure, and it would offer an opportunity of speechifying and giving vent to his fine tal

he came in and talked

fulfilling a sacred duty. I should like to put him on a desert island and look r

w,' asked Volintsev, 'what

resay, and on the other something altogether different

v looked

ing then, do

Let's light our pipes and call Alexandra Pavlovna in here. It's easier to t

Volintsev. 'Sasha, co

He grasped her hand and pr

hed himself for his unpardonable precipitancy, his boyish impulsiveness. Some one has justly s

devoured

n his teeth, 'to call on that squire! What an i

y that his heart sank. Her face was changed as though a load of sorrow had descended upon her since the day before. Rudin began to be oppressed by a vague presentiment of trouble. In order to distract his mind in some way he occupied himself with Bassistoff, had much conversation with him, and found him an ardent, eager lad, full of enthusiastic hopes and still untarnished faith. In the evening Darya M

ridor, some one suddenly thrust a note into his hand. He looked round; a girl was hurrying away in the distance, Natalya's maid, he

er time will be impossible. It will be our last meeting, all will be over, unless... Come. We must make ou

is pillow, undressed, and lay down. For a long while he could not get to sleep,