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Rh him, getting up and making a bow; 'but I have already had a good deal of conversation with you; that 's to say, really, I have talked alone, and you have probably noticed yourself that a man is always as it were ashamed and awkward when he has done all the talking, especially so on a first meeting, as if to show what a fine fellow one is. Good-bye for the present. And I repeat I am very glad to have made your acquaintance.' 'But wait a minute, Sozont Ivanitch, tell me at least where you live, and whether you intend to remain here long.' Potugin seemed a little put out. 'I shall remain about a week in Baden. We can meet here though, at Weber's or at Marx's, or else I will come to you.' 'Still I must know your address.' 'Yes. But you see I am not alone.' 'You are married?' asked Litvinov suddenly. 'No, good heavens ! . . . what an absurd idea! But I have a girl with me.'. . . 'Oh!' articulated Litvinov, with a face of studied politeness, as though he would ask pardon, and he dropped his eyes. 'She is only six years old,' pursued Potugin. 'She 's an orphan. . . the daughter of a lady. . . a good friend of mine. So we had better meet here. Good-bye.'