“Possibly. But it is a delicate matter. I could not for instance mention this matter to Mrs. Bailey.”
“Do you like him? Didn’t you find him amongst those dreadful men looking like monkeys?”
“At this Vienna café. Ah indeed it is dreadful there upstairs.”
“He is very handsome.”
“The Poles are perhaps the most beautiful of European peoples. They have also immense courage” … unsuspicious thoughtfully talking face, lifting her up and out again into light and air. … “But the Pole is undoubtedly the most treacherous fellow in Europe.” Grave live eyes flashed across at her, easily, moulding the lounging form into shapeliness. “He is at the same time of the most distinguished mentality.” Why should anyone help a distinguished mentality to go on being treacherous? “And in particular is this true of the Polish Jew . There are in all European universities amongst the very most distinguished professors and students very many Polish Jews.” Le Juif Polonais … The Bells . It was strange to think of Polish Jews going on in modern everyday life. … But if Poles were so evil. … That was Dr. Veslovsky’s expression. Cold evil.
“There was an awful thing last week in Woburn Place.”
“Yes?”
“ Mrs. Bailey told me about it. There was a girl who owed her landlady twenty-five shillings. She threw herself out of her bedroom window on the top floor because her landlady spoke to her about it.”
“That is terrible ” whispered Mr. Shatov. His eyes were dark with pain; his face shrunk as if with cold. “That could never happen in Russia,” he said reproachfully.