Chapter 13: VII

VII A Meeting I Virginsky lived in his own house, or rather his wife’s, in Muravyin Street. It was a wooden house of one story, and there were no lodgers in it. On the pretext of Virginsky’s-name day party, about fifteen guests were assembled; but the entertainment was not in the least like an ordinary provincial name day party. From the very beginning of their married life the husband and wife had agreed once for all that it was utterly stupid to invite friends to celebrate name day…