He had eaten scarcely anything at dinner, had refused tea and supper at Sviazhsky's, but he was incapable of thinking of supper.
He had not slept the previous night, but was incapable of thinking of sleep either.
His room was cold, but he was oppressed by heat.
He opened both the movable panes in his window and sat down to the table opposite the open panes.
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