vised me not to go to the concert, for he particularly wished me to be at home and with him. But I would not disappoint Gina.
"He has promised to be here for sure," repeated Czolhanski, as he went away.
I soon perceived Owinski walking up the central passage by the side of a lady in black attire, and no longer young. He was holding some tickets and endeavouring (in vain, short-sighted as he was) to find the corresponding numbers of the chairs. A pretty girl walked by the side of the lady in black; her dark eyes sparkled, and she was evidently much impressed by the important nature of the present performance. She spoke in a low tone to her fiancé, seeming to banter him on his embarrassment, and found the seats herself. They sat down at no great distance from us, on the farther side of the central passage.
Owinski left the ladies by themselves, and was returning to seek for something or other, when he happened to perceive us, as he passed by.
He changed colour slightly, and then approached to present his respects, kissing Gina's hand in silence. She, too, neither spoke a word nor lifted her eyes.
