about
midday
He was the idolized only son of a very wealthy and illiterate Government contractor , and attended the lectures only during the periodical fits of contrition following upon tearful paternal remonstrances . Noisily blundering like a retriever puppy , his elated voice and great gestures filled the bare academy corridors with the joy of thoughtless animal life , provoking indulgent smiles at a great distance . His usual discourses treated of trotting horses , wine-parties in expensive restaurants , and the merits of persons of easy virtue , with a disarming artlessness of outlook . He pounced upon Razumov about midday , somewhat less uproariously than his habit was , and led him aside . `` Just a moment , Kirylo Sidorovitch . A few words here in this quiet corner . '' He felt Razumov 's reluctance , and insinuated his hand under his arm caressingly .