“She requires only one medicine—not to be reminded of you.”
“I do not place entire confidence in you, because you do not appear to me to be an indifferent party.”
Tushin did not answer in the same tone. He understood Mark’s feeling of bitter disillusion, and made another attempt at conciliation. “If you do not trust me,” he said, “you hold the evidence in your hand.”
“A dismissal. Yes, but that proves nothing. Passion is a sea, where storm reigns to-day, and tomorrow dead calm. Perhaps she already repents having sent this.”
“I think not. She takes counsel with herself before acting. It is plain from your last words that you don’t understand Vera Vassilievna. You will, of course, act in accordance with her wishes. I will not insist any more on an answer.”
“There is no answer to give. I am going away.”
“That is an answer.”
“It is not she who needs an answer, but you, the romantic Raisky, and the old lady.”
“Why not include the whole town! But I will take on myself to assure Vera Vassilievna that your answer will be literally carried out. Farewell.”
“Farewell ... Sir Knight.”