Perhaps I may look in on you in the evening .-- V.

S.
"P.S .-- If he does not come to-day he won't come at all." I read and was amazed that he was in such excitement over such trifles.
Looking at him inquiringly, I noticed that he had had time while I was reading to change the everlasting white tie he always wore, for a red one.

His hat and stick lay on the table.

He was pale, and his hands were positively trembling.
"I don't care a hang about her anxieties," he cried frantically, in response to my inquiring look.

"_Je m'en fiche!_ She has the face to be excited about Karmazinov, and she does not answer my letters.