Yet, for all their insuperably repellent exterior, I could detect something good in these fellows, and envied them the cheerful good-fellowship which united them in one.Consequently, I began to feel attracted towards them, and made up my mind that, come what might, I would become of their number.The kind and honourable Operoff I knew already, and now the brusque, but exceptionally clever, Zuchin (who evidently took the lead in this circle) began to please me greatly.He was a dark, thick-set little fellow, with a perennially glistening, polished face, but one that was extremely lively, intellectual, and independent in its expression.That expression it derived from a low, but prominent, forehead, deep black eyes, short, bristly hair, and a thick, dark beard which looked as though it stood in constant need of trimming.Although, too, he seemed to think nothing of himself (a trail which always pleased me in people), it was clear that he never let his brain rest.He had one of those expressive faces which, a few hours after you have seen them for the first time, change suddenly and entirely to your view.Such a change took place, in my eyes, with regard to Zuchin's face towards the end of that evening.Suddenly, I seemed to see new wrinkles appear upon its surface, its eyes grow deeper, its smile become a different one, and the whole face assume such an altered aspect that I scarcely recognised it.
When the reading was ended, Zuchin, the other students, and myself manifested our desire to be "comrades all" by drinking vodka until little remained in the bottle.Thereupon Zuchin asked if any one had a quarter-rouble to spare, so that he could send the old woman who looked after him to buy some more; yet, on my offering to provide the money, he made as though he had not heard me, and turned to Operoff, who pulled out a purse sewn with bugles, and handed him the sum required.
"And mind you don't get drunk," added the giver, who himself had not partaken of the vodka.
"By heavens!" answered Zuchin as he sucked the marrow out of a mutton bone (I remember thinking that it must be because he ate marrow that he was so clever)."By heavens!" he went on with a slight smile (and his smile was of the kind that one involuntarily noticed, and somehow felt grateful for), "even if I did get drunk, there would be no great harm done.I wonder which of us two could look after himself the better--you or I? Anyway I am willing to make the experiment," and he slapped his forehead with mock boastfulness."But what a pity it is that Semenoff has disappeared! He has gone and completely hidden himself somewhere."
Sure enough, the grey-haired Semenoff who had comforted me so much at my first examination by being worse dressed than myself, and who, after passing the second examination, had attended his lectures regularly during the first month, had disappeared thereafter from view, and never been seen at the University throughout the latter part of the course.
"Where is he?" asked some one.
"I do not know" replied Zuchin."He has escaped my eye altogether.Yet what fun I used to have with him! What fire there was in the man! and what an intellect! I should be indeed sorry if he has come to grief--and come to grief he probably has, for he was no mere boy to take his University course in instalments."
After a little further conversation, and agreeing to meet again the next night at Zuchin's, since his abode was the most central point for us all, we began to disperse.As, one by one, we left the room, my conscience started pricking me because every one seemed to be going home on foot, whereas I had my drozhki.
Accordingly, with some hesitation I offered Operoff a lift.
Zuchin came to the door with us, and, after borrowing a rouble of Operoff, went off to make a night of it with some friends.As we drove along, Operoff told me a good deal about Zuchin's character and mode of life, and on reaching home it was long before I could get to sleep for thinking of the new acquaintances I had made.
