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He may, any way, so to say, be wanted for something; he can't be turned adrift altogether. 'I fancy he likes Tatiana. Gavrila was on the point of making some reply, but he shut his lips tightly. 'Yes!... let him marry Tatiana, the lady decided, taking a pinch of snuff complacently, 'Do you hear? 'Yes, 'm, Gavrila articulated, and he withdrew.
'I don't know, Gavrila Andreitch, about his having any right or not. 'What a woman! why, you've made him no promise, I suppose.... 'What are you pleased to ask of me? The steward was silent for a little, thinking, 'You're a meek soul! Well, that's right, he said aloud; 'we'll have another talk with you later, now you can go, Taniusha; I see you're not unruly, certainly.
'In that matter, Gavrila Andreitch, there is one to judge me, the Lord God Himself, and no one else. He also knows what manner of man I be in this world, and whether I eat my bread in idleness. And as concerning your contention regarding drunkenness, in that matter, too, I am not to blame, but rather a friend; he led me into temptation, but was diplomatic and got away, while I....
The footman hastened to help him take off his overcoat. The new arrival glanced at the prince out of the corners of his eyes. "This gentleman declares, Gavrila Ardalionovitch," began the man, confidentially and almost familiarly, "that he is Prince Muishkin and a relative of Madame Epanchin's. He has just arrived from abroad, with nothing but a bundle by way of luggage ."
'But upon my soul, Gavrila Andreitch! why, he'll kill me, by God, he will, he'll crush me like some fly; why, he's got a fist why, you kindly look yourself what a fist he's got; why, he's simply got a fist like Minin Pozharsky's. You see he's deaf, he beats and does not hear how he's beating! He swings his great fists, as if he's asleep. And there's no possibility of pacifying him; and for why?
Gavrila was waiting till she should be awake, to give the order for a final assault on Gerasim's stronghold, while he prepared himself to face a fearful storm. But the storm did not come off. The old lady lay in bed and sent for the eldest of her dependent companions.
'Then up there at the house, six and a half, Nikolai Eremyitch; the corn will be sold for six and a half? 'Six and a half, as we said already. 'That's what you must say, Gavrila Antonitch. 'And now, allow me.
On the other side of the partition, in the office, they were talking in subdued voices. Unconsciously I began to listen. 'Quite so, quite so, Nikolai Eremyitch, one voice was saying; 'quite so. 'You may believe me, Gavrila Antonitch, replied the fat man's voice: 'don't I know how things are done here? Judge for yourself.
She fancied the eau-de-Cologne they gave her was not the same as she usually had, and that her pillow smelt of soap, and she made the wardrobe-maid smell all the bed linen in fact she was very upset and cross altogether. Next morning she ordered Gavrila to be summoned an hour earlier than usual.
'Are you any better, pray? he thought to himself. 'Just look at yourself, now, look at yourself, Gavrila went on reproachfully; 'now, what ever do you look like?
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