But I know, that passion is at times stronger than the
arguments of reason. Right here are fifty roubles--I am leaving
them for Liuba; you, of course, will return them to me later, I
have no doubt of that. Arrange her destiny ... You are a wise,
kind, honest man, while I am ... ("A skunk!" somebody's distinct
voice flashed through his head.) I am going away, because I will
not be able to bear this torture any more. Be happy."
He snatched out of his pocket and with effect threw his wallet on
the table; then seized his hair and ran out of the room.
Still, this was the best way out for him. And the scene had been
played out precisely as he had dreamt of it.
PART III.
CHAPTER I.
All this Liubka told at length and disjointedly, sobbing on
Jennka's shoulder. Of course, in her personal elucidation this
tragi-comical history proved altogether unlike what it had been in
reality.
Lichonin, according to her words, had taken her to him only to
entice, to tempt her; to have as much use as possible out of her
foolishness, and then to abandon her.
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