"To whom are you referring?"
"You know to whom. My word, she is good-looking!"
Arkady explained, with a touch of embarrassment, the identity of Thenichka.
"Ah!" Bazarov remarked. "Then your father has not at all bad taste. Indeed, I commend it. But what a young dog he is! I too must be introduced."
And he turned back in the direction of the arbour.
"Evgenii!" exclaimed Arkady nervously as he followed his friend. "For God's sake be careful what you do!"
"You need not be alarmed. I know what is what. I am no rustic."
And, approaching Thenichka, he doffed his cap.
"Allow me to introduce myself," he said with a polite bow. "I am a friend of Arkady's, and a perfectly harmless individual."
Rising from her seat, Thenichka gazed at him in silence.