nervous and ill . . . but there's no need to justify myself! I'm not going there again, and I assure you I take no interest in them whatever," he concluded resolutely.
"Really, really?" cried Pavel Pavlovitch, not disguising his relief and excitement.
Velchaninov looked at him contemptuously, and began pacing up and down the room again.
"You seem to have made up your mind to be happy?" he could not refrain from observing.
"Yes," Pavel Pavlovitch repeated naïvely, in a low voice.
"What is it to me," Velchaninov reflected, "that he's a buffoon and only spiteful through stupidity? I can't help hating him, though he isn't worth it!"
"I am 'the eternal husband'!" said Pavel Pavlovitch, with an abjectly submissive smile at his own expense. "I heard that expression from you, Alexey Ivanovitch, long ago, when you were staying with us in those days. I remember a great many of your sayings in that year. Last time, when you said here, 'the eternal husband,' I reflected."
Mavra came in with a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
"Forgive me, Alexey Ivanovitch; you know that I can't get on without it! Don't think it's impudence; look upon me as an outsider not on your level."
"Yes . . ." Velchaninov muttered with repugnance, "but I assure you I feel unwell. . . ."
"Directly . . . directly . . . in one minute," said Pavel Pavlovitch fussily; "just one little glass because my throat . . ."
He greedily tossed off a glassful at a gulp and sat down, looking almost tenderly at Velchaninov.
Mavra went out.
"How beastly!" Velchaninov murmured.
"It's only those girl friends," Pavel Pavlovitch said confidently, all of a sudden completely revived.
"What? Ah, yes, you are still at that . . ."
"It's only those girl friends! And then she's so young; we have our little airs and graces! They're charming, in fact. But then—then, you know, I shall be her slave; when she's treated with deference, when she sees something of society . . . she'll be transformed."
"I shall have to give him back that bracelet, though," thought Velchaninov, scowling, as he felt the case in his pocket.
"You say that I'm resolved to be happy? I must get
