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Go on, friend, take my advice or else I shall have to beat you." "Ah! And you were saying: I don't know Michka! You see that you do know him. What's put you out, Semenitch?" "Enough, Grichka, say no more and off with you " The officer was getting angry and, darting apprehensive glances on either side, tried to free his hand from the firm grasp of Tchelkache.

'What do you want a pencil for? he said at last 'I want to write down Mr. Rudin's last sentence. If one doesn't write it down, one might forget it, I'm afraid! But you will own, a sentence like that is such a handful of trumps. 'There are things which it is a shame to laugh at and make fun of, African Semenitch! said Bassistoff warmly, turning away from Pigasov.

'Listen, African Semenitch! began Lezhnyov, and his face assumed a serious expression, 'listen; you know, and my wife knows, that the last time I saw him I felt no special attachment for Rudin, and I even often blamed him. Alexandra Pavlovna and Pigasov looked in astonishment at Lezhnyov, but Bassistoff sat wide-eyed, blushing and trembling all over with delight.

The quay emitted a rumbling as of thunder; accompanied by an acrid dust. The ground seemed to shake. Accustomed to this mad turmoil, stimulated by his scene with Semenitch, Tchelkache felt at peace with all the world. The future promised him substantial gain without great outlay of energy or skill on his part.

Lgov was bought by him, by Afanasy Nefeditch, but it came to Sergai Sergiitch by inheritance from him. 'Whom did he buy it from? 'From Tatyana Vassilyevna. 'What Tatyana Vassilyevna was that? 'Why, that died last year in Bolhov ... that is, at Karatchev, an old maid.... She had never married. Don't you know her? We came to her from her father, Vassily Semenitch.

"Happy Grichka, what good care the authorities take of him!" cried someone in a group of 'longshoremen who had eaten their dinner and were lying, stretched out on the ground. "I have no shoes; Semenitch is afraid that I may hurt my feet," replied Tchelkache. They reached the gate. Two soldiers searched Tchelkache and pushed him gently aside.

Boncourt, the governess, a dry old maiden lady of sixty, with a false front of black curls under a parti-coloured cap and cotton wool in her ears; in the corner near the door was huddled Bassistoff reading a paper, near him were Petya and Vanya playing draughts, and leaning by the stove, his hands clasped behind his back, was a gentleman of low stature, with a swarthy face covered with bristling grey hair, and fiery black eyes a certain African Semenitch Pigasov.

"Don't let him come back again!" cried Semenitch, who had remained inside. Tchelkache crossed the road and seated himself on a stepping-block in front of the inn door. From the wharf emerged an interminable stream of loaded wagons. From the opposite direction arrived empty wagons at full speed, the drivers jolting up and down on the seats.

'Do you know, African Semenitch, began Darya Mihailovna, 'you cannot be so bitter against women for nothing. Some woman or other must have 'Done me an injury, you mean? Pigasov interrupted. Darya Mihailovna was rather embarrassed; she remembered Pigasov's unlucky marriage, and only nodded. 'One woman certainly did me an injury, said Pigasov, 'though she was a good, very good one.

She did shriek, and I said to her, "Bravo, bravo! that's the voice of nature, that was a genuine shriek! Always do like that for the future!" Every one in the room laughed. 'What nonsense you talk, African Semenitch, cried Darya Mihailovna. 'Am I to believe that you would poke a girl in the side with a stake!