PART 8
Chapter 2
(continued)
"Then you'll see my wife. I've written to her, but you'll see
her first. Please tell her that they've seen me and that it's
'all right,' as the English say. She'll understand. Oh, and be
so good as to tell her I'm appointed secretary of the
committee.... But she'll understand! You know, les petites
miseres de la vie humaine," he said, as it were apologizing to
the princess. "And Princess Myakaya--not Liza, but Bibish--is
sending a thousand guns and twelve nurses. Did I tell you?"
"Yes, I heard so," answered Koznishev indifferently.
"It's a pity you're going away," said Stepan Arkadyevitch.
"Tomorrow we're giving a dinner to two who're setting off--
Dimer-Bartnyansky from Petersburg and our Veslovsky, Grisha.
They're both going. Veslovsky's only lately married. There's a
fine fellow for you! Eh, princess?" he turned to the lady.
The princess looked at Koznishev without replying. But the fact
that Sergey Ivanovitch and the princess seemed anxious to get rid
of him did not in the least disconcert Stepan Arkadyevitch.
Smiling, he stared at the feather in the princess's hat, and then
about him as though he were going to pick something up. Seeing a
lady approaching with a collecting box, he beckoned her up and
put in a five-rouble note.
"I can never see these collecting boxes unmoved while I've money
in my pocket," he said. "And how about today's telegram? Fine
chaps those Montenegrins!"
"You don't say so!" he cried, when the princess told him that
Vronsky was going by this train. For an instant Stepan
Arkadyevitch's face looked sad, but a minute later, when,
stroking his mustaches and swinging as he walked, he went into
the hall where Vronsky was, he had completely forgotten his own
despairing sobs over his sister's corpse, and he saw in Vronsky
only a hero and an old friend.
"With all his faults one can't refuse to do him justice," said
the princess to Sergey Ivanovitch as soon as Stepan Arkadyevitch
had left them. "What a typically Russian, Slav nature! Only,
I'm afraid it won't be pleasant for Vronsky to see him. Say what
you will, I'm touched by that man's fate. Do talk to him a
little on the way," said the princess.
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