Yourii did not at first understand what he meant.
“There are some fine girls there, you know. What do you say? Shall we go back?” continued Riasantzeff, sniggering.
Yourii blushed deeply. A thrill of animal lust shot through his frame, and enticing pictures rose up before his heated imagination. Yet, controlling himself, he answered, in a dry voice:
“No; it is time that we were at home.” Then he added, maliciously: “Lialia is waiting for us.”
Riasantzeff collapsed.
“Oh, yes, of course; yes, we ought to be back by now!” he hastily muttered.
Yourii ground his teeth, and, glaring at the driver’s broad back in its white jacket, remarked aggressively:
“I have no particular liking for adventures of that sort.”
“No, no; I understand. Ha! Ha!” replied Riasantzeff, laughing in a faint half-hearted way. After that he was silent.
“Damn it! How stupid of me!” he thought.