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Pyotr Stepanovitch walked in the middle of the pavement, taking up the whole of it, utterly regardless of Liputin, who had no room to walk beside him and so had to hurry a step behind or run in the muddy road if he wanted to speak to him.
You can have some if you like." "You used to offer it to me," observed Pyotr Stepanovitch sourly. "That's no matter. Let Liputin have some too." "No, I... can't." "Don't want to or can't?" said Pyotr Stepanovitch, turning quickly to him. "I am not going to here," Liputin said expressively. Pyotr Stepanovitch frowned.
What is even more remarkable is that the next day, Monday evening, I met Liputin, and he knew every word that had been passed, so that he must have heard it first-hand. There were some, indeed, who were anxious to see her and make her acquaintance, so the intervention of the persons who had been in such haste to conceal the Lebyadkins was timely.
"Oh, what a pity!" cried Liputin with a candid smile, "or I'd have amused you with another little story, Stepan Trofimovitch. I came, indeed, on purpose to tell you, though I dare say you've heard it already. Well, till another time, Alexey Nilitch is in such a hurry. Good-bye for the present. The story concerns Varvara Petrovna. She amused me the day before yesterday; she sent for me on purpose.
I did not want to be left behind. I wanted to give Varvara Petrovna my version. I could have forgiven him if he had simply with his womanish faint-heartedness believed Liputin, but now it was clear that he had thought of it all himself long before, and that Liputin had only confirmed his suspicions and poured oil on the flames.
"I forked out the money in the evening on condition that his sister and he should set off early next morning; I trusted that rascal Liputin with the job of getting them into the train and seeing them off. But that beast Liputin wanted to play his schoolboy pranks on the public perhaps you heard? At the matinee?
They had to make haste to get rid of the corpse: there had been so much noise that some one might have heard. Tolkatchenko and Pyotr Stepanovitch took up the lanterns and lifted the corpse by the head, while Liputin and Virginsky took the feet, and so they carried it away. With the two stones it was a heavy burden, and the distance was more than two hundred paces.
The engineer stared gloomily at the floor. Liputin looked at them with intense enjoyment, "How am I to begin?... I'm too overwhelmed...." The day before yesterday a servant was suddenly sent to me: 'You are asked to call at twelve o'clock, said he. Can you fancy such a thing? I threw aside my work, and precisely at midday yesterday I was ringing at the bell.
"In the first place, you, Liputin, had a share in the intrigue yourself; and the second chief point is, you were ordered to get Lebyadkin away and given money to do it; and what did you do? If you'd got him away nothing would have happened." "But wasn't it you yourself who suggested the idea that it would be a good thing to set him on to read his verses?" "An idea is not a command.
The traitor knows the whole secret of the network. So you see what a mess you've made of it!" "Stavrogin, no doubt," cried Liputin. "What... why Stavrogin?" Pyotr Stepanovitch seemed suddenly taken aback. "Hang it all," he cried, pulling himself together at once, "it's Shatov! I believe you all know now that Shatov in his time was one of the society.
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