WALKING STICK CARVING : our eyes; with these living eyes of ours. But with our spiritual . . . but that is another matter. We may see it in that way now; there is nothing to hinder us." "Then why do you--" "What?" "Why do you follow this road?" walking stick carving there is no other. I mean that my aims are the same as Markelov's--but our paths are different." "Poor Sergai Mihailovitch!" Mariana exclaimed sadly. Solomin passed his hand cautiously over hers. "There, there, we know nothing as yet. We'll see what news Pavel brings back. In our calling one must be brave. The English have a proverb 'Never say die.' A very good proverb, I think, much better than our Russian, 'When trouble knocks, open the gates wide!' We mustn't meet trouble half way." Solomin stood up.
WALKING STICK CARVING : "And the place you were going to find me?" Mariana asked suddenly. The tears were still shining on her cheeks, but there was no sadness in her eyes. Solomin sat down again. "Are you in such a great hurry to get away from here? "Oh, no! Only I wanted to do something useful." "You are useful here, Mariana. Don't leave us yet, wait a little longer. What is it?" Solomin asked of Tatiana who was just coming in. "Some sort of female is asking for Alexai Dmitritch," Tatiana replied, laughing and gesticulating with her hands. "I said that there was no such person living here, that we did not know him at all, when she--" "Who is she? " "Why the female of course. She wrote her walking stick carving on this piece of
WALKING STICK CARVING : paper and asked me to bring it here and let her in, saying that if Alexai Dmitritch was really not at home, she could wait for him." On the paper was written in large letters "Mashurina." "Show her in," Solomin said. "You don't mind walking stick carving asking her in here, Mariana, do you? She is also one of us." "Not at all." A few moments later Mashurina appeared in the doorway, in the same dress in which we saw her at the beginning of the first chapter. XXXI "Is Nejdanov not at home?" she asked, then catching sight of Solomin, came up to him and extended her hand. "How do you do, Solomin?" She threw a side-glance at Mariana. "He will be back directly," Solomin said. " But tell me how you came to know--"
WALKING STICK CARVING : "Markelov told me. Besides several people in the town already know that he's here." "Really?" "Yes. Somebody must have let it out. Besides Nejdanov has been recognised." "For all the dressing up!" Solomin muttered to himself. "Allow me to introduce you," he said aloud, "Miss Sinitska, Miss Mashurina! Won't you sit down?" Mashurina nodded her head slightly and sat down. "I have a letter for Nejdanov and a message for you, Solomin." "What message? And from whom?" "From someone who is well known to you . . . Well, is everything ready here?" "Nothing whatever." walking stick carving opened her tiny eyes as wide as she could. "Nothing? "Nothing." "Absolutely nothing?" "Absolutely nothing." "Is that what I am to say?" "Exactly." Mashurina became thoughtful and pulled a cigarette out of her pocket. "Can I have a light?"
WALKING STICK CARVING : "Here is a match." Mashurina lighted her cigarette. "They expected something different," she began, "Altogether different from what you have here. However, that is your affair. I walking stick carving not going to stay long. I only want to see Nejdanov and give him the letter." "Where are you going to? "A long way from here." (She was going to Geneva, but did not want Solomin to know as she did not quite trust him, and besides a stranger was present. Mashurina, who scarcely knew a word of German, was being sent to Geneva to hand over to a person absolutely unknown to her a piece of cardboard with a vine-branch sketched on it and two hundred and seventy-nine roubles.) "And where is Ostrodumov? Is he with you?" "No, but he's quite near. Got stuck on the way. He'll be here
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