"Bring me some water in your
kettle. I'll wash my hands."
He came, smiling, towards me.
I have given the incidents of this night in great detail for
my own satisfaction, because I wish to forget nothing. To
others the little adventure must seem trivial, but to myself
it represented the climax of a chain of events.
PART TWO
CHAPTER I
THE LOVERS
Semyonov and Marie Ivanovna did not offer us a picture of idealised
love--they did not offer us a picture of anything, and although they
were, both of them, most certainly changed, they could not be said in
any way to do what the Otriad expected of them. The Otriad quite
frankly expected them to be ashamed of themselves. To expect that of
Semyonov at any time showed a lamentable lack of interest in human
character, but, as I have already said, our Otriad was always excited
by results rather than causes. Semyonov had never shown himself
ashamed of anything, and he most certainly did not intend to begin
now.
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