Oh, dear, no!
Anyone can come in, you know.
You must have the wedding in
St. Petersburg,
instead of in the public
fashion contemplated, down here at
Pavlofsk in the height of the season.
Nastasia Philipovna desired to have it so.
l won't drink!
Thanks for the trust, prince.
For me it is an honour to be your best man.
l had at first felt hostile towards the
project of this marriage.
l had hoped to see the prince marry at
least a Princess de Rohan;
but now l see that the prince's way
of thinking was ten times more noble
than that of ''all the rest put together.
l desired neither pomp nor wealth
nor honour, but only the truth!
But all the common herd judge 'differently;
in the town, at the meetings, in the villas,
l have even heard talk of getting up
a 'charivari' under the windows on
the wedding-night. So if 'you have need
of the pistol' of an honest man, prince,
l am ready to fire half a dozen shots
even before you rise from your nuptial couch!''
No, no. lt is to much.
- Do you like it?
-Yes.
And this?
And this.
All this suit you.
Let them shout and whistle, if they dare!
Go! You can not
see me before the wedding!
What am l doing? What am l doing to you?
Go back.
Go back.
Well, she isn't the first
in the world, nor the last.
Mr. Keller come on.
lt is time, Nastasia Philipovna.
Please.
Save me! Take me away,
anywhere you like, quick!
-What?
- Go back.
To the station, quick! lf you catch
the train you shall have another. Quick!
Stop! Stop!
l was afraid, but l hardly
thought it would come to this.
However, in her state...
Extraordinarily philosophically.
Vera, knock at my door and wake me in time for the
first train to Petersburg next morning.
l will.
-And, please dont tell anyone.
- l wont.
- Until tomorrow!
- Until tomorrow!
-Whom do you want?
- Parfen Semionovitch.
He is not in.
At all events tell me whether
he slept at home last night,
and whether he came alone?
Was not Nastasia Philipovna
here with him, yesterday evening?
l do not now.
- Stop a minute! When will he come back?
- l don't know that either.
- ls Parfen Semionovitch at home?
-Yes.
-Why did they tell me he was not at home, then?
-Where did they tell you so,-at his door?
No, at his mother's flat; l rang
at Parfen Semionovitch's door and nobody came.
Well, he may have gone out. l can't tell.
Sometimes he takes the keys
with him, and leaves the rooms
empty for two or three days.
-Was Nastasia Philipovna with him?
- l don't know; she doesn't come often.
l think l should have known if she had come.
Lef Nicolaievitch, my friend,
come along with me.
l was waiting you, today.
l was there.
Why did you not ask for me at
my room if you were in the hotel?
- ls Nastasia Philipovna with you?
-Yes.
And was it you who looked out of the
window under the blind this morning?
Look here, Lef Nicolaievitch,
you go straight on to the house;
l shall walk on the other side.
See that we keep together.
Even the porter does not know
that l have come home now.
l told him, and told them at
my mother's too, that l was off to Pavlofsk.
We'll go in quietly and nobody will hear us.
When you rang the bell this morning
l thought it must be you. l went to the door
on tip-toe and heard you talking
to the servant opposite.
l had told her before
that if anyone came and rang especially you
and l gave her your name,
she was not to tell about me.
Then l thought, what if he goes and
stands opposite and looks up,
So l came to this very window,
looked out, and there you were
staring straight at me.
That's how it came about.
Where is Nastasia Philipovna?
She's here.
Where?
Come.
Sit down.
- Had you not better light a candle?
- No, l needn't.
l knew you would be at that hotel.
As l entered the passage it struck
me that perhaps you were sitting
and waiting for me, just as
l was waiting foryou.
Rogojin, WHERE is Nastasia Philipovna?
There.
Asleep?
Let's go in--but you
mustn't--