Sanine

Yourii got up, and, opening the window, leaned out. Along the wall of

the house there was a little flower-garden bright with flowers, red,

yellow, blue, lilac and white. It was like a kaleidoscope. Behind it

lay the large dusky garden that, as all gardens in this town, stretched

down to the river, which glimmered like dull glass between the stems of

the trees. It was a calm, clear evening. Yourii felt a vague sense of

depression. He had lived too long in large towns built of stone, and

though he liked to fancy that he was fond of nature, she really gave

him nothing, neither solace, nor peace, nor joy, and only roused in him

a vague, dreamy, morbid longing.

"Aha! You're up at last! it was about time," said Lialia, as she

entered the room.

Oppressed as he was by the sense of his uncertain position and by the

melancholy of the dying day, Yourii felt almost vexed by his sister's

gaiety and by her merry voice.

"What are you so pleased about?" he asked abruptly.

"Well, I never!" cried Lialia, wide-eyed, while she laughed again, just

as if her brother's question had reminded her of something particularly

amusing.

"Imagine your asking me why I am so pleased? You see, I am never bored.

I have no time for that sort of thing."

Then, in a graver tone, and evidently proud of her last remark, she

added.

"We live in such interesting times that it would really be a sin to

feel bored. I have got the workmen to teach, and then the library takes

up a lot of my time. While you were away, we started a popular library,

and it is going very well indeed."

At any other time this would have interested Yourii, but now something

made him indifferent. Lialia looked very serious, waiting, as a child

might wait, for her brother's praise. At last he managed to murmur.

"Oh! really!"

"With all that to do, can you expect me to be bored?" said Lialia

contentedly.

"Well, anyhow, everything bores me," replied Yourii involuntarily. She

pretended to be hurt.

"That's very nice of you, I am sure. You've hardly been two hours in

the house, and asleep most of the time, yet you are bored already!"

"It is not my fault, but my misfortune," replied Yourii, in a slightly

arrogant tone. He thought it showed superior intelligence to be bored

rather than amused.

"Your misfortune, indeed!" cried Lialia, mockingly. "Ha! Ha!" She

pretended to slap him. "Ha! Ha!"