" "What nonsense! That's her manner....

Come, boy, the soup!....

That's her manner--_grande dame,_" said Stepan Arkadyevitch.

" I'm coming, too, but I have to go to the Countess Bonina's rehearsal.

Come, isn't it true that you're a savage? How do you explain the sudden way in which you vanished from Moscow? The Shtcherbatskys were continually asking me about you, as though I ought to know.