You kept the helpless snug under your umbrella.

For that alone I'll be grateful to you to my dying day." He fell behind.

Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch walked on to his destination, feeling disturbed.

This man who had dropped from the sky was absolutely convinced that he was indispensable to him, Stavrogin, and was in insolent haste to tell him so.

He was being treated unceremoniously all round.