GIRLS SUSPENDERS : goodbye! goodbye, Nejdanov, thou man to be pitied! And you, officer... ugh! misanthrope! goodbye!" He dragged himself away, limping and swaying from side to side, towards the oasis, while Markelov and Nejdanov sought out the posting inn where they had left their conveyance, ordered the horses to be harnessed, girls suspenders half an hour later were driving along the high road. XXI THE sky was overcast with low-hanging clouds, and though it was light enough to see the cart-ruts winding along the road, still to the right and left no separate object could be distinguished, everything blending together into dark, heavy masses. It was a dim, unsettled kind of night; the wind blew in terrific gusts, bringing with it the scent of rain and wheat, which covered the broad fields. When they passed the oak which served as a signpost
GIRLS SUSPENDERS : and turned down a by-road, driving became more difficult, the narrow track being quite lost at times. The coach moved along at a slower pace. "I hope we're not going to lose our way!" Nejdanov remarked; he had been quite silent until then. "I don't think so," Markelov responded. "Two misfortunes never happen in one day." "But what was the first misfortune?" "A day wasted for nothing. Is that of no importance?" "Yes . . . certainly . . . and then this Golushkin! We shouldn't have drank so much wine. My head is simply splitting." "I wasn't thinking of Golushkin. We got some money from him at any rate, so our visit wasn't altogether girls suspenders "But surely you're not really sorry that Paklin took us to his . . . what did he call them . . . poll-parrots?
GIRLS SUSPENDERS : "As for that, there's nothing to be either sorry or glad about. I'm not interested in such people. That wasn't the misfortune I was referring to." "What was it then?" Markelov made no reply, but withdrew himself a little further into his corner, as if he were muffling himself up. Nejdanov could not see his face very clearly, only his moustache stood out girls suspenders a straight black line, but he had felt ever since the morning that there was something in Markelov that was best left alone, some mysteriously unknown worry. "I say, Sergai Mihailovitch," Nejdanov began, "do you really attach any importance to Mr. Kisliakov's letters that you gave me today? They are utter nonsense, if you'll excuse my saying so." Markelov drew himself up. "In the first place," he began angrily, "I don't agree with you about these letters--I find them extremely interesting . . . and
GIRLS SUSPENDERS : conscientious! In the second place, Kisliakov works very hard and, what is more, he is in earnest; he BELIEVES in our cause, believes in the revolution! And I must say that you, Alexai Dmitritch, are very luke-warm--YOU don't believe in our cause!" "What makes you think so? " Nejdanov asked slowly. "It is easy to see from your very words, from your whole behaviour. Today, for instance, at Golushkin's, who said that he failed to see any elements that we could rely on? You! Who demanded to have them pointed out to him? You again! And when that friend of yours, that grinning buffoon, Mr. Paklin, stood up and girls suspenders with his eyes raised to heaven that not one of us was capable of self-sacrifice, who approved of it and nodded to him encouragingly? Wasn't it you? Say what you like of yourself .
GIRLS SUSPENDERS : . .think what you like of yourself, you know best . . . that is your affair, but I know people who could give up everything that is beautiful in life--even love itself--to serve their convictions, to be true to them! Well, YOU . . . couldn't have done that, today at any rate!" "Today? Why not today in particular?" "Oh, don't pretend, for heaven's sake, you happy Don Juan, you myrtle-crowned lover!" Markelov shouted, quite forgetting the coachman, who, though he did not turn round on the box, must have heard every word. It is true the coachman was at that moment more occupied with the road than with what the gentlemen were saying behind him. He loosened the shaft-horse carefully, though somewhat nervously, she girls suspenders her head, backed a little, and went down a slope which had no business there at all.
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