“Listen,” the Count stopped me. “I say, Serezha . . . that Urbenin
won't stab me?”
“Did he stab Olga, then?”
“To be sure, he . . . I can't understand, however, how he came there!
What the deuce brought him to the forest? And why just to that forest?
Admitting that he hid himself there and waited for us, but how could
he know that I wanted to stop just in that place and not in any
other?”
“You don't understand anything,” I said. “By-the-by, once for all I
must beg you. . . . If I undertake this case, please don't tell me
your opinions. Have the goodness to answer my questions and nothing
more.”