.."
"Ah! You haven't got the right idea!" shouted Lichonin, and again
in high-flown style began to tell her about the equal rights of
women, about the sacredness of toil, about human justice, about
freedom, about the struggle against reigning evil.
Of all his words Liubka understood exactly not a one. She still
felt herself guilty of something and somehow shrank all up, grew
sad, bowed her head and became quiet. A little more and she, in
all probability, would have burst out crying in the middle of the
street; but fortunately, they by this time had driven up to the
house where Lichonin was staying.
"Well, here we are at home," said the student. "Stop, driver!"
And when he had paid him, he could not refrain from declaiming
with pathos, his hand extended theatrically straight before him:
"And into my house, calm and fearless,
As its full mistress walk thou in!"
And again the unfathomable, prophetic smile wrinkled the aged
brown face of the cabby.
CHAPTER X.
The room in which Lichonin lived was situated on the fifth story
and a half.
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