| PART 4
Chapter 22
 Stepan Arkadyevitch, with the same somewhat solemn expression
 with which he used to take his presidential chair at his board,
 walked into Alexey Alexandrovitch's room.  Alexey Alexandrovitch
 was walking about his room with his hands behind his back,
 thinking of just what Stepan Arkadyevitch had been discussing
 with his wife. "I'm not interrupting you?" said Stepan Arkadyevitch, on the
 sight of his brother-in-law becoming suddenly aware of a sense of
 embarrassment unusual with him.  To conceal this embarrassment he
 took out a cigarette case he had just bought that opened in a new
 way, and sniffing the leather, took a cigarette out of it. "No.  Do you want anything?" Alexey Alexandrovitch asked without
 eagerness. "Yes, I wished...I wanted...yes, I wanted to talk to you," said
 Stepan Arkadyevitch, with surprise aware of an unaccustomed
 timidity. This feeling was so unexpected and so strange that he did not
 believe it was the voice of conscience telling him that what he
 was meaning to do was wrong. Stepan Arkadyevitch made an effort and struggled with the
 timidity that had come over him. "I hope you believe in my love for my sister and my sincere
 affection and respect for you," he said, reddening. Alexey Alexandrovitch stood still and said nothing, but his face
 struck Stepan Arkadyevitch by its expression of an unresisting
 sacrifice. "I intended...I wanted to have a little talk with you about my
 sister and your mutual position," he said, still struggling with
 an unaccustomed constraint. Alexey Alexandrovitch smiled mournfully, looked at his
 brother-in-law, and without answering went up to the table, took
 from it an unfinished letter, and handed it to his
 brother-in-law. "I think unceasingly of the same thing.  And here is what I had
 begun writing, thinking I could say it better by letter, and
 that my presence irritates her," he said, as he gave him the
 letter. |