human
about everything. He must have been listened to with great respect by his fellow-students. And sometimes one of them would come to me, with the air of doing me a favour (as indeed he was) and say:
gpt
Look here. Do you want to buy something good, at simply no price at all? And I became the possessor of a beautiful sketch by Ospovat, while the intermediary went off with a look on his face as if saying:
human
Consider yourself lucky, my boy! I used even to get Ospovat's opinions on my books, now and then very severe. I wanted to meet him. But I never could. The youths used to murmur:
gpt
Oh! It's no use you _meeting_ him.