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    Chapter 24 - Page 2

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    the pleasure that
    offers itself. There was a bond between them, music,--the most refined
    form of sensual voluptuousness. What was there to restrain them?
    Nothing. Everything, on the contrary, attracted them. And she, she had
    been and had remained a mystery. I did not know her. I knew her only
    as an animal, and an animal nothing can or should restrain. And now
    I remember their faces on Sunday evening, when, after the 'Kreutzer
    Sonata,' they played a passionate piece, written I know not by whom, but
    a piece passionate to the point of obscenity.

    "'How could I have gone away?' said I to myself, as I recalled their
    faces. 'Was it not clear that between them everything was done that
    evening? Was it not clear that between them not only there were no more
    obstacles, but that both--especially she--felt a certain shame after
    what had happened at the piano? How weakly, pitiably, happily she
    smiled, as she wiped the perspiration from her reddened face! They
    already avoided each other's eyes, and only at the supper, when she
    poured some water for him, did they look at each other and smile
    imperceptibly.'

    "Now I remember with fright that look and that scarcely perceptible
    smile. 'Yes, everything has happened,' a voice said to me, and directly
    another said the opposite. 'Are you mad? It is impossible!' said the
    second voice.

    "It was too painful to me to remain thus stretched in the darkness.
    I struck a match, and the little yellow-papered room frightened me. I
    lighted a cigarette, and, as always happens, when one turns in a circle
    of inextricable contradiction, I began to smoke. I smoked cigarette
    after cigarette to dull my senses, that I might not see my
    contradictions. All night I did not sleep, and at five o'clock, when it
    was not yet light, I decided that I could stand this strain no longer,
    and that I would leave directly. There was a train at eight o'clock. I
    awakened the keeper who was acting as my servant, and sent him to look
    for horses. To the assembly of Zemstvo I sent a message that I was
    called back to Moscow by pressing business, and that I begged them to
    substitute for me a member of the Committee. At eight o'clock I got into
    a tarantass and started off."
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