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Rh does it mean?' he thought 'Why does this man seem to be making up to me? He's an aristocrat─and I! How have we come together? And what brought him to me?'

He was so absorbed in his reflections that he did not open his mouth even when Sipyagin paused at the end of his speech, awaiting a reply. Sipyagin stole a glance at the corner where Paklin was ensconced, his eyes fixed as intently upon him as Nezhdanov's─was it the presence of this third person which prevented Nezhdanov from speaking out? Sipyagin raised his eyebrows high, as though submitting to the strangeness of the surroundings into which he had dropped, by his own act, however, and raising his voice also, he repeated his question.

Nezhdanov started.

'Of course,' he said rather hurriedly, I consent gladly Though I must own  that I can't help feeling some astonishment  seeing that I have no recommendation  and indeed the opinions I expressed the day before yesterday at the theatre were rather calculated to dissuade you'

'There you are utterly mistaken, dear Alexey Alexey Dmitritch! isn't that it?' declared Sipyagin smiling; 'I am, I venture to say, well known as a man of liberal, progressive ideas; on the contrary, your opinions, with the