No one took up his hat; all were waiting.

I don't know what Yulia Mihailovna managed to do, but five minutes later she came back, doing her utmost to appear composed.

She replied evasively that Andrey Antonovitch was rather excited, but that it meant nothing, that he had been like that from a child, that she knew "much better," and that the fete next day would certainly cheer him up.

Then followed a few flattering words to Stepan Trofimovitch simply from civility, and a loud invitation to the members of the committee to open the meeting now, at once.

Only then, all who were not members of the committee prepared to go home; but the painful incidents of this fatal day were not yet over.
I noticed at the moment when Nikolay Stavrogin came in that Liza looked quickly and intently at him and was for a long time unable to take her eyes off him--so much so that at last it attracted attention.