human
Are you joking?
gpt
How the devil could I be joking? It's no joking matter!
human
I don't understand! muttered Kryukov, turning crimson and flinging up his hands.
gpt
It's positively . . . immoral on your part. Before your very eyes a hussy is up to the devil knows what, a serious crime, plays a nasty trick, and you go and kiss her!
human
But I can't understand myself how it happened! whispered the lieutenant, blinking guiltily.
gpt
Upon my honour, I don't understand it! It's the first time in my life I've come across such a monster! It's not her beauty that does for you, not her mind, but that . . . you understand . . . insolence, cynicism. . . .
human
Insolence, cynicism . . . it's unclean! If you've such a longing for insolence and cynicism, you might have picked a sow out of the mire and have devoured her alive. It would have been cheaper, anyway! Instead of two thousand three hundred!
gpt
You do express yourself elegantly! said the lieutenant, frowning.
human
I'll pay you back the two thousand three hundred!
gpt
I know you'll pay it back, but it's not a question of money! Damn the money! What revolts me is your being such a limp rag . . . such filthy feebleness! And engaged! With a fiancée!
human
Don't speak of it . . . said the lieutenant, blushing.
gpt
I loathe myself as it is. I should like to sink into the earth. It's sickening and vexatious that I shall have to bother my aunt for that five thousand. . . .