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was passionate, and, as it were, disdainful. She was rather thin in the face and perhaps pale.

Ganya and the general stared at Myshkin in surprise.

"Nastasya Filippovna? Surely you don't know Nastasya Filippovna already?" queried the general.

"Yes, I've only been twenty-four hours in Russia, and already I know a beauty like that," answered Myshkin.

And then he described his meeting with Rogozhin, and repeated the story he had told him.

"Here's something new!" said the general, uneasy again. He had listened to the story with the greatest attention and looked searchingly at Ganya.

"Most likely nothing but vulgar fooling," muttered Ganya, who was somewhat disconcerted. "A young merchant's spree. I've heard something about him before."

"And so have I, my boy," put in the general. "Nastasya Filippovna told the whole story of the earrings at the time. But now it's a different matter. It may really mean millions and... a passion. A low passion, perhaps, but still there's the note of passion about it, and we know what these gentlemen are capable of when they are infatuated.... Hm!... I only hope nothing sensational will come of it," the general concluded thoughtfully.

"You are afraid of his millions?" asked Ganya with a smirk.

"And you are not, of course?"

"How did he strike you, prince," asked Ganya, turning suddenly to him. "Is he a serious person or simply a silly fool? What is your opinion?"

There was something peculiar taking place in Ganya as he was asking his question. It was as though a new and peculiar idea was kindled in his brain, and flashed impatiently in his eyes. The general, who was simply and genuinely uneasy, also looked askance at the prince, but did not seem to expect much from his answers.

"I don't know what to tell you," answered Myshkin, "only I fancied that there was a great deal of passion in him, and even a sort of morbid passion. And he seems still quite ill, too. It's quite possible that he'll be laid up in a day or two, again, especially if he begins carousing."

"What? You fancied that?" the general caught at this idea.

"Yes."

"Yet something sensational may well happen, not in a day or