I filled up his glass. "You are not drinking," I said.

He took the glass in his hand, and bowed to me.

"I know what you wish," he said, blinking his eyes at me, and threatening

me with his finger. "You wish to make me drunk, so as to see what you can

get out of me; but no, you sha'n't have that gratification."

"Why should I make you drunk?" I inquired. "All I wished was to give you a

pleasure."

He seemed really sorry that he had offended me by interpreting my

insistence so harshly. He grew confused, stood up, and touched my elbow.

"No, no," said he, looking at me with a beseeching expression in his moist

eyes. "I was only joking."

And immediately after he made use of some horribly uncultivated slang

expression, intended to signify that I was, nevertheless, a fine young man.

"_Je ne vous dis que ça_," he said in conclusion. In this fashion the

minstrel and I continued to drink and converse; and the waiters continued

unceremoniously to stare at us, and, as it seemed, to make ridicule of us.

In spite of the interest which our conversation aroused in me, I could not

avoid taking notice of their behavior; and I confess I began to grow more

and more angry.

One of the waiters arose, came up to the little man, and, regarding the top

of his head, began to smile. I was already full of wrath against the

inmates of the hotel, and had not yet had a chance to pour it out on any

one; and now I confess I was in the highest degree irritated by this

audience of waiters.

The porter, not removing his hat, came into the room, and sat down near me,

leaning his elbows on the table. This last circumstance, which was so

insulting to my dignity or my vainglory, completely enraged me, and gave an

outlet for all the wrath which all the evening long had been boiling within

me. I asked myself why he had so humbly bowed when he had met me before,

and now, because I was sitting with the travelling minstrel, he came and

took his place near me so rudely? I was entirely overmastered by that

boiling, angry indignation which I enjoy in myself, which I sometimes

endeavor to stimulate when it comes over me, because it has an exhilarating

effect upon me, and gives me, if only for a short time, a certain

extraordinary flexibility, energy, and strength in all my physical and

moral faculties.

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