"
"Oh! I think that the real reason lies deeper," said Yourii sadly.
"Sarudine lived in a certain set that..."
Ivanoff shrugged his shoulders.
"Yes, and the very fact that he lived in, and was influenced by, such
an idiotic set is only proof positive that he was a fool."
Yourii rubbed his hands and said nothing. It pained him to hear the
dead man spoken of thus.
"Well I can understand why Sarudine did it," said Lialia, "but
Soloveitchik? I never would have thought it possible! What was the
reason?"
"God knows!" replied Ivanoff. "He was always a bit queer."
At that moment Riasantzeff drove up, and meeting Sina Karsavina on the
doorstep, they came upstairs together. Her voice, high-pitched and
anxious, could be heard, and also his jovial, bantering tones that talk
with pretty girls always evoked.
"Anatole Pavlovitch has just come from there," said Sina excitedly.
Riasantzeff followed her, laughing as usual, and endeavouring to light
a cigarette as he entered.
"A nice state of things!" he said gaily. "If this goes on we soon
shan't have any young people left.
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