Foma liked her, but her rosy cheeks, her cheerful brown eyes and crimson lips could not smooth the impression of offence given to him by her condescending bows.

She was acquainted with some Gymnasium students, and although Yozhov, his old friend, was among them, Foma felt no inclination to be with them, and their company embarrassed him.

It seemed to him that they were all boasting of their learning before him and that they were mocking his ignorance.

Gathered together in Lubov's house they would read some books, and whenever he found them reading or loudly arguing, they became silent at his sight.

All this removed them further from him.
One day when he was at Mayakin's, Luba called him to go for a walk in the garden, and there, walking by his side, asked him with a grimace on her face: "Why are you so unsociable?
You never talk about anything." "What shall I talk about, since I know nothing!" said Foma, plainly.
"Study--read books." "I don't feel like doing it." "You see, the Gymnasium students know everything, and know how to talk about everything.