““Once he managed to get from her a more complete answer: “There is something confused in my heart. And also in my eyes. And it always seems to me that all this is not real.” She waved her hand around her, pointing at the walls, the furniture and everything. Ignat did not reflect on her words, and, laughing, said to her: “That’s to no purpose! Everything here is genuine. All these are costly, solid things. If you don’t want these, I’ll burn them, I’ll sell them, I’ll give them away — and I’ll get new ones! Do you want me to?”“What for?” said she calmly.””
