.. What? Is
such a supposition pleasant?"
"Yes, but there must exist some valves for the passions of
society," pompously remarked Boris Sobashnikov, a tall, somewhat
supercilious and affected young man, upon whom the short, white
summer uniform jacket, which scarcely covered his fat posteriors,
the modish trousers, of a military cut, the PINCE-NEZ on a broad,
black ribbon, and a cap after a Prussian model, all bestowed the
air of a coxcomb. "Surely, it isn't more respectable to enjoy the
caresses of your chambermaid, or to carry on an intrigue on the
side with another man's wife? What am I to do if woman is
indispensable to me!"
"Eh, very indispensable indeed!" said Yarchenko with vexation and
feebly made a despondent gesture.
But here a student who was called Ramses in the friendly coterie
intervened. This was a yellowish-swarthy, hump-nosed man of small
stature; his clean-shaven face seemed triangular, thanks to a
broad forehead, beginning to get bald, with two wedge-like bald
spots at the temples, fallen-in cheeks and a sharp chin. He led a
mode of life sufficiently queer for a student.
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