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Sanine

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"If you only knew how sad at heart I am," he murmured, striving to

conquer his emotion.

"My dear fellow, I know all about it--everything," said Sanine kindly.

"No! You can't know all!" said Novikoff, as he sat down beside the

other. He thought that no one could possibly feel such sorrow as his.

"Yes, yes, I do," replied Sanine, "I swear that I do; and if you'll

promise not to attack me with your old boot, I will prove what I say.

Promise?"

"Yes, yes! Forgive me, Volodja!" said Novikoff, calling Sanine by his

first name which he had never done before. This touched Sanine, and he

felt the more anxious to help his friend.

"Well, then, listen," he began, as he placed his hand in confidential

fashion on the other's knee. "Let us be quite frank. You are going

away, because Lida refused you, and because, at Sarudine's the other

day, you had an idea that it was she who came to see him in private."

Novikoff bent forward, too distressed to speak. It was as if Sanine had

re-opened an agonizing wound. The latter, noticing Novikoff's

agitation, thought Inwardly, "You good-natured old fool!"

Then he continued: "As to the relations between Lida and Sarudine, I can affirm nothing

positively, for I know nothing, but I don't believe that...." He did

not finish the sentence when he saw how dark the other's face became.

"Their intimacy," he went on, "is of such recent date that nothing

serious can have happened, especially if one considers Lida's

character. You, of course, know what she is."

There rose up before Novikoff the image of Lida, as he had once known

and loved her; of Lida, the proud, high-spirited girl, lustrous-eyed,

and crowned with serene, consummate beauty as with a radiant aureole.

He shut his eyes, and put faith in Sanine's words.

"Well, and if they really did flirt a bit, that's over and ended now.

After all, what is it to you if a girl like Lida, young and fancy-free,

has had a little amusement of this sort? Without any great effort of

memory I expect you could recall at least a dozen such flirtations of a

far more dangerous kind, too."

Novikoff glanced trustfully at Sanine, afraid to speak, lest the faint

spark of hope within him should be extinguished. At last he stammered

out: "You know, if I ..."; but he got no further. Words failed him, and

tears choked his utterance.

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