“Why?”
“Because this place bores me.”
“Something has scared you, eh?”
“Scared me? I’m going because I wish to go.”
“Yes, but the reason?”
“My good fellow, don’t ask silly questions. I want to go, and that’s enough. As long as one hasn’t found people out, there is always a chance that they may prove interesting. Take some of the folk here, for instance Sina Karsavina, or Semenoff, or Lida even, who might have avoided becoming commonplace. But oh! they bore me now. I’m tired of them. I’ve put up with it all as long as I could; I can’t stand it any longer.”
Ivanoff looked at him for a good while.
“Come, come!” he said. “You’ll surely say good-bye to your people?”
“Not I! It’s just they who bore me most.”
“But what about luggage?”