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"You say you've seen it abroad?" Von Lembke said eagerly. "I should think so, four months ago, or may be five." "You seem to have seen a great deal abroad." Von Lembke looked at him subtly. Pyotr Stepanovitch, not heeding him, unfolded the document and read the poem aloud: "A NOBLE PERSONALITY
We have been under the impression that explorers who had spent long periods of time in the examination, Lembke or Gachard, for example, had sunk their shafts but a little way into that great mine. At all events, we feel particularly certain that Mr. Wilson never in his life saw a single manuscript, or a single copy of a manuscript, from the Archives of Simancas.
You are bound to keep watch, only don't nutter the nest too soon; I rely on your sense and experience for that. But I should think you've plenty of bloodhounds and trackers of your own in reserve, ha ha!" Pyotr Stepanovitch blurted out with the gaiety and irresponsibility of youth. "Not quite so." Lembke parried amiably.
Sometimes he and the Lembke boys across the way played a game of ball in the middle of the road, or in the vacant lot, but they did it out of the game instinct, and with no thought of their muscles' gain. But to-night, evidently, there was to be no ball. Buzz ate little. His mother, forever between the stove and the table, ate less. But that was nothing unusual in her.
Then he turned, slowly, and walked into the little sitting room with an attempt at a swagger that failed to convince even himself. He leaned against the side of the door, hands in pockets. Pa Werner faced him, black-browed. "Is that right, what he said? Lembke? Huh?" "Sure it's right. I had a run-in with Hatton, an' licked him, and give'm my time. What you goin' to do about it?"
I doubt whether there was any theft, but it was no wonder that in such disorder some went away without their wraps because they were unable to find them, and this grew into a legend with many additions, long preserved in the town. Lembke and Yulia Mihailovna were almost crushed by the crowd at the doors. "Stop, every one!
"And how can you be an official of the government after that, when you agree to demolishing churches, and marching on Petersburg armed with staves, and make it all simply a question of date?" Lembke was greatly put out at being so crudely caught. "It's not so, not so at all," he cried, carried away and more and more mortified in his amour-propre.
"He wants to get distinction in Petersburg," our wily Ilya Ilyitch thought to himself as he left Von Lembke; "well, that just suits me." But I am convinced that poor Andrey Antonovitch would not have desired a rebellion even for the sake of distinguishing himself. He was a most conscientious official, who had lived in a state of innocence up to the time of his marriage.
That fool Praskovya herself she always was a fool looked at me as much as to ask why I'd come. You can fancy how surprised I was. I looked round, and there was that Lembke woman at her tricks, and that cousin of hers old Drozdov's nephew it was all clear. You may be sure I changed all that in a twinkling, and Praskovya is on my side again, but what an intrigue
Why did Lembke himself rush at that idea when he arrived twenty minutes after the messenger? In the course of the last two days, he had had two unusual and mysterious conversations with Mm.
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