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It had happened at the dinner at the funeral of Kostukov that the old deacon saw among the savouries some large-grained caviare and began eating it greedily; people nudged him, tugged at his arm, but he seemed petrified with enjoyment: felt nothing, and only went on eating. He ate up all the caviare, and there were four pounds in the jar.
On holidays Kostukov and the Juniors used to get up races, used to dash about Ukleevo and run over calves. Aksinya, rustling her starched petticoats, used to promenade in a low-necked dress up and down the street near her shop; the Juniors used to snatch her up and carry her off as though by force. Then old Tsybukin would drive out to show his new horse and take Varvara with him.
All the three cotton factories in Ukleevo and the houses of the factory owners Hrymin Seniors, Hrymin Juniors, and Kostukov were on a telephone. The telephone was laid on in the local court, too, but it soon ceased to work as bugs and beetles bred there. The elder of the rural district had had little education and wrote every word in the official documents in capitals.
"There's trouble. Kostukov is angry with me. 'Too many boards have gone on the cornices. 'Too many? As many have gone on it as were needed, Vassily Danilitch; I don't eat them with my porridge. 'How can you speak to me like that? said he, 'you good-for-nothing blockhead! Don't forget yourself!
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