CHAPTER XV
A couple of weeks passed. The relations of the personages known to us had not undergone change.
Yosef did not visit Pani Visberg's, but, to make up, Pelski was a daily guest there in spite of Augustinovich, who tormented him, and whom the count could not endure.
"How does the countess's cousin seem to thee?" asked Yosef of him one day.
"Oh, my friend, he is a zero."
"With what dost thou reproach him?"
"Nothing; what does stupidity mean really? He talks with the ladies as far as he is able; he wears a fashionable coat, glossy gloves; he knots his cravat symmetrically, praises virtue, condemns vice, says it is better to be wise than not; still, O Yosef, he is a zero."
"Thou judgest people in masses."
"Again! in masses. As is known to thee, I judge the breast according to the measure of the tailor, not that of Phidias; and as I advance laughter seizes me, but my heart does
