in the form of bribes, but in the form of unearned salary,” he said, as hotly as though someone of those present had opposed his opinion.
“Aha! You’re in a new phase again, I see—�a conservative,” said Stepan Arkadyevitch. “However, we can go into that later.”
“Yes, later. But I wanted to see you,” said Levin, looking with hatred at Grinevitch’s hand.
Stepan Arkadyevitch gave a scarcely perceptible smile.
“How was it you used to say you would never wear European dress again?” he said, scanning his new suit, obviously cut by a French tailor. “Ah! I see: a new phase.”
Levin suddenly blushed, not as grown