"Just a little," she said. "What do you think about him?"
I said I liked him.
"He's very quick and easy to get on with," she said.
"Like all Russians."
"Like all Russians, but I don't think he's quite like all Russians, at least not the kind of Russians one meets."
"No, more like the Russians one doesn't meet."
"Tolstoi's Russians. Yes. It's a pity they have such a genius for unhappiness."
I said I thought Kranitski did not seem unhappy.
"No, but more as if he had just recovered than if he was quite well."
I said I thought he gave one the impression that he was capable of being very happy. There was nothing gloomy about him.