Finally, I did not care about the possibility of an Englishman.

Perhaps I had wished (through pride) to remain the only Englishman in our "Otriad." I had made friends with them all, I was at home with them.

Another Englishman might transplant me in their affections.

Russians transfer, with the greatest ease, their emotions from one place to another; or he might be a failure and so damage my country's reputation.

Some such vain and stupid prejudice I had.