‘Where?’
‘At Frau Luise’s. I parted from her an hour ago,’ I added. ‘I felt sure
she had come home.’
‘We will wait a little,’ said Gagin.
We went into the house and sat down near each other. We were silent.
We both felt very uncomfortable. We were continually looking round,
staring at the door, listening. At last Gagin got up.
‘Oh, this is beyond anything!’ he cried. ‘My heart’s in my mouth.
She’ll be the death of me, by God!… Let’s go and look for her.’
We went out. It was quite dark by now, outside.
‘What did you talk about to her?’ Gagin asked me, as he pulled his hat
over his eyes.
‘I only saw her for five minutes,’ I answered. ‘I talked to her as we
agreed.’
‘Do you know what?’ he replied, ‘it’s better for us to separate. In
that way we are more likely to come across her before long. In any case
come back here within an hour.’