“It seems to me,” interrupted the prince, “that I was foolish to trouble you just now.
However, at present you... Good-bye!”
“Indeed, you must not go away like that, young man, you must not!” cried the general. “My friend here is a widow, the mother of a family; her words come straight from her heart, and find an echo in mine. A visit to her is merely an affair of a few minutes; I am quite at home in her house. I will have a wash, and dress, and then we can drive to the Grand Theatre. Make up your mind to spend the evening with me.... We are just there — that’s the house... Why, Colia! you here! Well, is Marfa Borisovna at home or have you only just come?”