“No, only cigarettes.”
“Believe me, thou doest ill. But I have cigarettes for guests.”
Further conversation was interrupted by the rattle of an equipage at the entrance.
“That is Marynia, who has come from early Mass,” said Plavitski.
Pan Stanislav looked out through the window, and saw a young lady in a straw hat stepping out of the equipage.
“Hast made the acquaintance of Marynia?” asked Plavitski.
“I had the pleasure yesterday.”
“She is a dear child. I need not tell thee that I live only for her—”
At that moment the door opened, and a youthful voice asked, “May I come in?”
“Come in, come in; Stas is here!” answered Plavitski.