Resurrection
Page 128"Katusha, I have come to ask you to forgive me, and you have
given me no answer. Have you forgiven me? Will you ever forgive
me?" he asked.
She did not listen to him, but looked at his hand and at the
inspector, and when the latter turned she hastily stretched out
her hand, grasped the note, and hid it under her belt.
"That's odd, what you are saying there," she said, with a smile
of contempt, as it seemed to him.
Nekhludoff felt that there was in her soul one who was his enemy
and who was protecting her, such as she was now, and preventing
him from getting at her heart. But, strange to say, this did not
power. He knew that he must waken her soul, that this was
terribly difficult, but the very difficulty attracted him. He now
felt towards her as he had never felt towards her or any one else
before. There was nothing personal in this feeling: he wanted
nothing from her for himself, but only wished that she might not
remain as she now was, that she might awaken and become again
what she had been.
"Katusha, why do you speak like that? I know you; I remember
you--and the old days in Papovo."
"What's the use of recalling what's past?" she remarked, drily.
Katusha," and he was going to say that he would marry her, but,
meeting her eyes, he read in them something so dreadful, so
coarse, so repellent, that he could not go on.
At this moment the visitors began to go. The inspector came up to
Nekhludoff and said that the time was up.
"Good-bye; I have still much to say to you, but you see it is
impossible to do so now," said Nekhludoff, and held out his hand.
"I shall come again."
"I think you have said all."
She took his hand but did not press it.
and then I shall tell you what I have to say-something very
important."
"Well, then, come; why not?" she answered, and smiled with that
habitual, inviting, and promising smile which she gave to the men
whom she wished to please.
"You are more than a sister to me," said Nekhludoff.
"That's odd," she said again, and went behind the grating.