“Don’t abuse him; though I dare say you have something to complain of....”
“He beat me, he thrashed me unmercifully!” replied Lebedeff vehemently. “He set a dog on me in Moscow, a bloodhound, a terrible beast that chased me all down the street.”
“You seem to take me for a child, Lebedeff. Tell me, is it a fact that she left him while they were in Moscow?”
“Yes, it is a fact, and this time, let me tell you, on the very eve of their marriage!
It was a question of minutes when she slipped off to Petersburg. She came to me directly she arrived — ‘Save me, Lukian! find me some refuge, and say nothing to the prince!’