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Are
you
coming
home
,
Ptitsin
?
"
Hippolyte
listened
to
this
in
amazement
,
almost
amounting
to
stupefaction
.
Suddenly
he
became
deadly
pale
and
shuddered
.
"
You
manage
your
composure
too
awkwardly
.
I
see
you
wish
to
insult
me
,
"
he
cried
to
Gania
.
"
You
--
you
are
a
cur
!
"
He
looked
at
Gania
with
an
expression
of
malice
.
"
What
on
earth
is
the
matter
with
the
boy
?
What
phenomenal
feeble-mindedness
!
"
exclaimed
Ferdishenko
.
"
Oh
,
he
's
simply
a
fool
,
"
said
Gania
.
Hippolyte
braced
himself
up
a
little
.
"
I
understand
,
gentlemen
,
"
he
began
,
trembling
as
before
,
and
stumbling
over
every
word
,
"
that
I
have
deserved
your
resentment
,
and
--
and
am
sorry
that
I
should
have
troubled
you
with
this
raving
nonsense
"
(
pointing
to
his
article
)
,
"
or
rather
,
I
am
sorry
that
I
have
not
troubled
you
enough
.
"
He
smiled
feebly
.
"
Have
I
troubled
you
,
Evgenie
Pavlovitch
?
"
He
suddenly
turned
on
Evgenie
with
this
question
.
"
Tell
me
now
,
have
I
troubled
you
or
not
?
"
"
Well
,
it
was
a
little
drawn
out
,
perhaps
;
but
--
"
"
Come
,
speak
out
!
Do
n't
lie
,
for
once
in
your
life
--
speak
out
!
"
continued
Hippolyte
,
quivering
with
agitation
.
"
Oh
,
my
good
sir
,
I
assure
you
it
's
entirely
the
same
to
me
.
Please
leave
me
in
peace
,
"
said
Evgenie
,
angrily
,
turning
his
back
on
him
.
"
Good-night
,
prince
,
"
said
Ptitsin
,
approaching
his
host
.
