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bowed ร  la franรงaise, without taking leave, and trying to attract as little attention as possible, he left the room. VI

During the first weeks of his stay in Petersburg Prince Andrรฉy felt the whole trend of thought he had formed during his life of seclusion quite overshadowed by the trifling cares that engrossed him in that city.

On returning home in the evening he would jot down in his notebook four or five necessary calls or appointments for certain hours. The mechanism of life, the arrangement of the day so as to be in time everywhere, absorbed the greater part of his vital energy. He did nothing, did not even think or find time to think, but only talked, and talked successfully, of what he had thought while in the country.

He sometimes noticed with dissatisfaction that he repeated the same remark on the same day in different circles. But he was so busy for whole days together that he had no time to notice that he was thinking of nothing.

As he had done on their first meeting at Kochubรฉyโ€™s, Sperรกnski produced a strong impression on Prince Andrรฉy on the Wednesday, when he received him tรชte-ร -tรชte at his own house and talked to him long and confidentially.

To Bolkรณnski so many people appeared contemptible and insignificant creatures, and he so longed to find in someone the living ideal of that perfection toward which he strove, that he readily believed that in Sperรกnski he had found this ideal of a perfectly rational and virtuous man. Had Sperรกnski sprung from the same class as himself and possessed the same breeding and traditions, Bolkรณnski would soon have discovered his weak, human, unheroic sides; but as it was, Sperรกnskiโ€™s strange and logical turn of mind inspired him with respect all the more because he did not quite understand him. Moreover, Sperรกnski, either because he appreciated the otherโ€™s capacity or because he considered it necessary to win him to his side, showed off his dispassionate calm reasonableness before Prince Andrรฉy and flattered him with that subtle flattery which goes hand in hand with self-assurance and consists in a tacit assumption that oneโ€™s companion is the only man besides oneself capable of understanding the folly of the rest of mankind and the reasonableness and profundity of oneโ€™s own ideas.

During their long conversation on Wednesday evening, Sperรกnski more than once remarked: โ€œWe regard everything that is above the common level of rooted customโ โ€Šโ โ€ฆโ€ or, with a smile: โ€œBut we want the wolves to be fed and the sheep to be safeโ โ€Šโ โ€ฆโ€ or: โ€œThey cannot understand thisโ โ€Šโ โ€ฆโ€ and all in a way that seemed to say: โ€œWe, you and I, understand what they are and who we are.โ€

This first long conversation with Sperรกnski only strengthened in Prince Andrรฉy the feeling he had experienced toward him at their first meeting. He saw in him a remarkable, clear-thinking man of vast intellect who by his energy and persistence had attained power, which he was using solely for the welfare of Russia. In Prince Andrรฉyโ€™s eyes Sperรกnski was the man he would himself have wished to beโ โ€”one who explained all the facts of life reasonably, considered important only what was rational, and was capable of applying the standard of reason to everything. Everything seemed so simple and clear in Sperรกnskiโ€™s exposition that Prince Andrรฉy involuntarily agreed with him about everything. If he replied and argued, it was only because he wished to maintain his independence and not submit to Sperรกnskiโ€™s opinions entirely. Everything was right and everything was as it should be: only one thing disconcerted Prince Andrรฉy. This was Sperรกnskiโ€™s cold, mirrorlike look, which did not allow one to penetrate to his soul, and his delicate white hands, which Prince Andrรฉy involuntarily watched as one does watch the hands of those who possess power. This mirrorlike gaze and those delicate hands irritated Prince Andrรฉy, he knew not why. He was unpleasantly struck, too, by the excessive contempt for others that he observed in Sperรกnski, and by the diversity of lines of argument he used to support his opinions. He made use of every kind of mental device, except analogy, and passed too boldly, it seemed to Prince Andrรฉy, from one to another. Now he would take up the position of a practical man and condemn dreamers; now that of a satirist, and laugh ironically at his opponents; now grow severely logical, or suddenly rise to the realm of metaphysics. (This last resource was one he very frequently employed.) He would transfer a question to metaphysical heights, pass on to definitions of space, time, and thought, and, having deduced the refutation he needed, would again descend to the level of the original discussion.

In general the trait of Sperรกnskiโ€™s mentality which struck Prince Andrรฉy most was his absolute and unshakable belief in the power and authority of reason. It was evident that the thought could never occur to him which to Prince Andrรฉy seemed so natural, namely, that it is after all impossible to express all one thinks; and that he had never felt the doubt, โ€œIs not all I think and believe nonsense?โ€ And it was just this peculiarity of Sperรกnskiโ€™s mind that particularly attracted Prince Andrรฉy.

During the first period of their acquaintance Bolkรณnski felt a passionate admiration for him similar to that which he had once felt for Bonaparte. The fact that Sperรกnski was the son of a village priest, and that stupid people might meanly despise him on account of his humble origin (as in fact many did), caused Prince Andrรฉy to cherish his sentiment for him the more, and unconsciously to strengthen it.

On that first evening Bolkรณnski spent with him, having mentioned the Commission for the Revision of the Code of Laws, Sperรกnski told him sarcastically that the Commission had existed for a hundred and fifty years, had cost millions, and had done nothing except that Rosenkampf had stuck labels on the corresponding paragraphs of the different codes.

โ€œAnd that is all the state has for the

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