There is an awkwardness in men that women like; there is a gaucherie that women detest.
“Certainly not,” stammered I, somewhat ashamed at my gaucherie.
This gaucherie on his part Bazarov realised, and felt vexed at.
She was firm—and left him overwhelmed by his gaucherie in not persuading her to take it.
Her gaucherie was painful to her and evident and very dear to the man ...