About ten o'clock in the morning, on the day after that of which we have already spoken, Lavretsky was going up the steps of the Kalitines' house, when he met Liza with her bonnet and gloves on.
"Where are you going?" he asked her.
"To church. To-day is Sunday."
"And so you go to church?"
Liza looked at him in silent wonder.
"I beg your pardon," said Lavretsky. "I—I did not mean to say that. I came to take leave of you. I shall start for my country-house in another hour."
"That isn't far from here, is it?" asked Liza.
"About five-and-twenty versts."
At this moment Lenochka appeared at the door, accompanied by a maid-servant.
"Mind you don't forget us," said Liza, and went down the steps.