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    Chapter XXV - Page 2

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    Sina, slightly confused, smiled at him pleasantly.

    "Well, sirs, I think we are all here, now," exclaimed Soloveitchik, trying to speak in a loud, cheery way with his feeble, unsteady voice, and gesticulating in ludicrous fashion.

    "I beg your pardon, Yourii Nicolaijevitch; I seem to be always pushing against you," he said, laughing, as he lurched forward in an endeavour to be polite.

    Yourii good-humouredly squeezed his arm.

    "That's all right," he said.

    "We're not all here, but deuce take the others!" cried a burly, good- looking student. His loud tradesman's voice made one feel that he was used to ordering others about.

    Soloveitchik sprang forward to the table and rang a little bell. He smiled once more, and this time for sheer satisfaction at having thought of using a bell.

    "Oh I none of that!" growled the student. "You've always got some silly nonsense of that sort. It's not necessary in the least."

    "Well ... I thought ... that...." stammered Soloveitchik, as, looking embarrassed, he put the bell in his pocket.

    "I think that the table should be placed in the middle of the room," said the student.

    "Yes, yes, I am going to move it directly!" replied Soloveitchik, as he hurriedly caught hold of the edge of the table.

    "Mind the lamp!" cried Dubova.

    "That's not the way to move it!" exclaimed the student, slapping his knee.

    "Let me help you," said Sanine.

    "Thank you! Please!" replied Soloveitchik eagerly.

    Sanine set the table in the middle of the room, and as he did so, the eyes of all were fixed on his strong back and muscular shoulders which showed through his thin shirt.

    "Now, Goschienko, as the initiator of this meeting, it is for you to make the opening speech," said the pale-faced Dubova, and from the expression in her eyes it was hard to say if she were in earnest, or only laughing at the student.

    "Ladies and gentlemen," began Goschienko, raising his voice, "everybody knows why we have met here to-night, and so we can dispense with any introductory speech."

    "As a matter of fact," said Sanine, "I don't know why I came here, but," he added, laughing, "it may have been because I was told that there would be some beer."

    Goschienko glanced contemptuously at him over the lamp, and continued:

    "Our association is formed for the purpose of self-education by means of mutual readings, and debates, and independent discussions--"

    "Mutual readings? I don't understand," interrupted Dubova in a tone of voice that might have been thought ironical.

    Goschienko blushed slightly.

    "I meant to say
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