Chapter 10Kazbich never put in an appearance again; but somehow – I don’t know why – I could not get the idea out of my head that he had had a reason for coming, and that some mischievous scheme was in his mind.
Well, one day Pechorin tried to persuade me to go boar-hunting with him. For a long time I refused. What novelty was a wild boar to me?
However, off he dragged me, all the same. We took four or five soldiers and set out early in the morning. Up till ten o’clock we scurried about the reeds and the forest – there wasn’t a wild beast to be found!
“I say, oughtn’t we to be going back?” I said. “What’s the use of sticking at it? It is evident enough that we have happened on an unlucky day!”
But, in spite of heat and fatigue, Pechorin didn’t like to return empty-handed... That is jus
