Fyodor Dostoevsky

watch all their words, and to wonder what people are thinking of

their conduct, or whether such and such a thing is 'comme il

faut.' In short, they are over-apt to cosset themselves, and to

lay claim to great importance. Always they prefer the form of

behaviour which has once and for all become accepted and

established. This they will follow slavishly whether in hotels,

on promenades, at meetings, or when on a journey. But the

General had avowed to me that, over and above such

considerations as these, there were circumstances which

compelled him to "move with especial care at present", and that the

fact had actually made him poor-spirited and a coward--it had made

him altogether change his tone towards me. This fact I took into

my calculations, and duly noted it, for, of course, he MIGHT

apply to the authorities tomorrow, and it behoved me to go

carefully.

Yet it was not the General but Polina that I wanted to anger.

She had treated me with such cruelty, and had got me into such a

hole, that I felt a longing to force her to beseech me to stop.

Of course, my tomfoolery might compromise her; yet certain other

feelings and desires had begun to form themselves in my brain.

If I was never to rank in her eyes as anything but a nonentity,

it would not greatly matter if I figured as a draggle-tailed

cockerel, and the Baron were to give me a good thrashing; but,

the fact was that I desired to have the laugh of them all, and

to come out myself unscathed. Let people see what they WOULD

see. Let Polina, for once, have a good fright, and be forced to

whistle me to heel again. But, however much she might whistle,

she should see that I was at least no draggle-tailed cockerel!

...........................

I have just received a surprising piece of news. I have just met

our chambermaid on the stairs, and been informed by her that

Maria Philipovna departed today, by the night train, to stay

with a cousin at Carlsbad. What can that mean? The maid declares

that Madame packed her trunks early in the day. Yet how is it

that no one else seems to have been aware of the circumstance?

Or is it that I have been the only person to be unaware of it?

Also, the maid has just told me that, three days ago, Maria

Philipovna had some high words with the General. I understand,

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