About, The Silly Woman, What Silly Woman! I

About, the silly woman, what silly woman! I thought that I know Egor, tried on on myself: , , I will depart, eventually. And for it words really had protogenic sense, he understood them how they have sounded, circumstances of their occurrence for it did not play a role. Well to it to embrace me, to console, say, finish, the wife to brawl and a slander to bear? I would shout still, , have cried, probably, a little, and all would come to an end. No, it was another, it took words seriously. It was impossible to offend that made its belief, its honour, it was impossible to humiliate it categorically! Apparently, my former experience of the reference with husbands and other men was defective, because they did not appreciate in themselves the man. The vanity and narcissism at them sufficed above a head, and here about feeling of honour they have been deprived concept at all. Has quietly slapped a door. "It is fine, will be aired, will calm down, all will be adjusted. Maxim indeed likes indulgences to arrange to itself".