I really
believe, Vasya, I talked nonsense this morning, there will be money
enough; why, as soon as I glanced into her eyes I at once
that there would be enough to live on.
believe, Vasya, I talked nonsense this morning, there will be money
enough; why, as soon as I glanced into her eyes I at once
that there would be enough to live on.
Dostoevsky - White Nights and Other Stories
