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"
But
he
interested
me
too
much
,
and
all
that
day
I
was
under
the
influence
of
strange
thoughts
connected
with
him
,
and
I
determined
to
return
his
visit
the
next
day
.
"
Rogojin
was
evidently
by
no
means
pleased
to
see
me
,
and
hinted
,
delicately
,
that
he
saw
no
reason
why
our
acquaintance
should
continue
.
For
all
that
,
however
,
I
spent
a
very
interesting
hour
,
and
so
,
I
dare
say
,
did
he
.
There
was
so
great
a
contrast
between
us
that
I
am
sure
we
must
both
have
felt
it
;
anyhow
,
I
felt
it
acutely
.
Here
was
I
,
with
my
days
numbered
,
and
he
,
a
man
in
the
full
vigour
of
life
,
living
in
the
present
,
without
the
slightest
thought
for
'
final
convictions
,
'
or
numbers
,
or
days
,
or
,
in
fact
,
for
anything
but
that
which-which
--
well
,
which
he
was
mad
about
,
if
he
will
excuse
me
the
expression
--
as
a
feeble
author
who
can
not
express
his
ideas
properly
.
"
In
spite
of
his
lack
of
amiability
,
I
could
not
help
seeing
,
in
Rogojin
a
man
of
intellect
and
sense
;
and
although
,
perhaps
,
there
was
little
in
the
outside
world
which
was
of
interest
to
him
,
still
he
was
clearly
a
man
with
eyes
to
see
.
"
I
hinted
nothing
to
him
about
my
'
final
conviction
,
'
but
it
appeared
to
me
that
he
had
guessed
it
from
my
words
.
He
remained
silent
--
he
is
a
terribly
silent
man
.
I
remarked
to
him
,
as
I
rose
to
depart
,
that
,
in
spite
of
the
contrast
and
the
wide
differences
between
us
two
,
les
extremites
se
touchent
(
'
extremes
meet
,
'
as
I
explained
to
him
in
Russian
)
;
so
that
maybe
he
was
not
so
far
from
my
final
conviction
as
appeared
.
"
His
only
reply
to
this
was
a
sour
grimace
.
He
rose
and
looked
for
my
cap
,
and
placed
it
in
my
hand
,
and
led
me
out
of
the
house
--
that
dreadful
gloomy
house
of
his
--
to
all
appearances
,
of
course
,
as
though
I
were
leaving
of
my
own
accord
,
and
he
were
simply
seeing
me
to
the
door
out
of
politeness
.
His
house
impressed
me
much
;
it
is
like
a
burial-ground
,
he
seems
to
like
it
,
which
is
,
however
,
quite
natural
.
Such
a
full
life
as
he
leads
is
so
overflowing
with
absorbing
interests
that
he
has
little
need
of
assistance
from
his
surroundings
.
"
The
visit
to
Rogojin
exhausted
me
terribly
.
Besides
,
I
had
felt
ill
since
the
morning
;
and
by
evening
I
was
so
weak
that
I
took
to
my
bed
,
and
was
in
high
fever
at
intervals
,
and
even
delirious
.
Colia
sat
with
me
until
eleven
o'clock
.
"
Yet
I
remember
all
he
talked
about
,
and
every
word
we
said
,
though
whenever
my
eyes
closed
for
a
moment
I
could
picture
nothing
but
the
image
of
Surikoff
just
in
the
act
of
finding
a
million
roubles
.
He
could
not
make
up
his
mind
what
to
do
with
the
money
,
and
tore
his
hair
over
it
.
He
trembled
with
fear
that
somebody
would
rob
him
,
and
at
last
he
decided
to
bury
it
in
the
ground
.
I
persuaded
him
that
,
instead
of
putting
it
all
away
uselessly
underground
,
he
had
better
melt
it
down
and
make
a
golden
coffin
out
of
it
for
his
starved
child
,
and
then
dig
up
the
little
one
and
put
her
into
the
golden
coffin
.
Surikoff
accepted
this
suggestion
,
I
thought
,
with
tears
of
gratitude
,
and
immediately
commenced
to
carry
out
my
design
.
"
I
thought
I
spat
on
the
ground
and
left
him
in
disgust
.
Colia
told
me
,
when
I
quite
recovered
my
senses
,
that
I
had
not
been
asleep
for
a
moment
,
but
that
I
had
spoken
to
him
about
Surikoff
the
whole
while
.
