"But, then, what of your Albert ..."
"Hans," the German corrected her meekly.
"Pardon me ... Your Hans surely does not rejoice greatly over the
fact that you are living here, and that you betray him every day?"
Elsa looked at her with sincere, lively amazement.
"But gnadige Frau ... I have never yet betrayed him! It is other
lost wenches, especially Russian, who have lovers for themselves,
on whom they spend their hard-earned money. But that I should ever
let myself go as far as that? Pfui!"
"A greater fall I have not imagined!" said Rovinskaya loudly and
with aversion, getting up. "Pay gentlemen, and let's go on from
here."
When they had gone out into the street, Volodya took her arm and
said in an imploring voice:
"For God's sake, isn't one experiment enough for you?"
"Oh, what vulgarity! What vulgarity!"
"That's why I'm saying, let's drop this experiment."
"No, in any case I am going through with it to the finish. Show me
something simpler, more of the medium."
Volodya Chaplinsky, who was all the time in a torment over Ellena
Victorovna, offered the most likely thing--to drop into the
establishment of Anna Markovna, which was only ten steps away.
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