I don't seek anyone's approbation." "I thought you were seeking it," Kirillov commented with terrible unconcern.
They rode into the courtyard of the house.
"Do you care to come in ?" said Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch.
"No; I'm going home.

Good-bye." He got off the horse and took his box of pistols under his arm.
"Anyway, you're not angry with me ?" said Stavrogin, holding out his hand to him.
"Not in the least," said Kirillov, turning round to shake hands with him.

"If my burden's light it's because it's from nature; perhaps your burden's heavier because that's your nature.

There's no need to be much ashamed; only a little." "I know I'm a worthless character, and I don't pretend to be a strong one." "You'd better not; you're not a strong person.

Come and have tea." Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch went into the house, greatly perturbed.
IV He learned at once from Alexey Yegorytch that Varvara Petrovna had been very glad to hear that Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch had gone out for a ride--the first time he had left the house after eight days' illness.
She had ordered the carriage, and had driven out alone for a breath of fresh air "according to the habit of the past, as she had forgotten for the last eight days what it meant to breathe fresh air." "Alone, or with Darya Pavlovna ?" Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch interrupted the old man with a rapid question, and he scowled when he heard that Darya Pavlovna "had declined to go abroad on account of indisposition and was in her rooms." "Listen, old man," he said, as though suddenly making up his mind.