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"Well, she loves my child," he thought, noticing the change of

her face at the child's cry, "my child: how can she hate me?"

"Dolly, one word more," he said, following her.

"If you come near me, I will call in the servants, the children!

They may all know you are a scoundrel! I am going away at once,

and you may live here with your mistress!"

And she went out, slamming the door.

Stepan Arkadyevitch sighed, wiped his face, and with a subdued

tread walked out of the room. "Matvey says she will come round;

but how? I don't see the least chance of it. Ah, oh, how horrible

it is! And how vulgarly she shouted," he said to himself,

remembering her shriek and the words-"scoundrel" and "mistress."

"And very likely the maids were listening! Horribly vulgar!

horrible!" Stepan Arkadyevitch stood a few seconds alone, wiped

his face, squared his chest, and walked out of the room.