He’s given me all sorts of good advice … especially … especially on dealing with women.’ ‘Aha! A bit of his own medicine—we know the sort of thing!’ ‘Well, to put it briefly,’ Arkady went on, ‘he’s deeply unhappy, believe you me, and it’s wrong to despise him.’ ‘Who’s despising him?’ Bazarov retorted. ‘But I’ll tell you this—a man who’s staked everything on the card of a woman’s love and when that card’s beaten gets all embittered and sinks to the point where he’s not fit for anything, he’s not a man, not a real man.
