"Petrusha, _c'est une si pauvre tete!_ He's good, noble-hearted, very sensitive, and I was so delighted with him in Petersburg, comparing him with the young people of to-day.

But _c'est un pauvre sire, tout de meme_....

And you know it all comes from that same half-bakedness, that sentimentality.

They are fascinated, not by realism, but by the emotional ideal side of socialism, by the religious note in it, so to say, by the poetry of it...

second-hand, of course.
And for me, for me, think what it means! I have so many enemies here and more still _there_, they'll put it down to the father's influence.