| PART 1
Chapter 1
 (continued)And at this recollection, Stepan Arkadyevitch, as is so often the
 case, was not so much annoyed at the fact itself as at the way in
 which he had met his wife's words. There happened to him at that instant what does happen to people
 when they are unexpectedly caught in something very disgraceful.
 He did not succeed in adapting his face to the position in which
 he was placed towards his wife by the discovery of his fault.
 Instead of being hurt, denying, defending himself, begging
 forgiveness, instead of remaining indifferent even--anything
 would have been better than what he did do--his face utterly
 involuntarily (reflex spinal action, reflected Stepan
 Arkadyevitch, who was fond of physiology)--utterly involuntarily
 assumed its habitual, good-humored, and therefore idiotic smile. This idiotic smile he could not forgive himself.  Catching sight
 of that smile, Dolly shuddered as though at physical pain, broke
 out with her characteristic heat into a flood of cruel words, and
 rushed out of the room.  Since then she had refused to see her
 husband. "It's that idiotic smile that's to blame for it all," thought
 Stepan Arkadyevitch. "But what's to be done? What's to be done?" he said to himself
 in despair, and found no answer. |