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And together with the Yamkas perished also the house, familiar to us, of the stout, old, pale-eyed Anna Markovna. The passenger train sped merrily from the south to the north, traversing golden fields of wheat and beautiful groves of oak, careering with rumbling upon iron bridges over bright rivers, leaving behind it whirling clouds of smoke.

It happened that in the drawing room, filled to overflowing with people, each girl would be awaited for by some seven, eight, at times even ten, men. It was, truly, some kind of a mad, intoxicated, convulsive time! And from that very time began all the misfortunes of the Yamkas, which brought them to ruin.

Two dragoons had been short-changed in a rouble establishment, beaten up, and thrown out at night into the street. Tom to pieces, in blood, they returned to the barracks, where their comrades, having begun in the morning, were still finishing up their regimental holiday. And so, not half an hour passed, when a hundred soldiers burst into the Yamkas and began to wreck house after house.

Altogether unexpectedly it took on the character of a Jewish pogrom, which lasted for three days, with all its horrors and miseries. And a week after followed the order of the governor-general about the immediate shutting down of houses of prostitution, on the Yamkas as well as other streets of the city.

Then take this!" and they would slit his belly with a knife. Both day and night on the main streets of the frenzied city stood, moved, and yelled the mob, as though at a fire. It would be almost impossible to describe what went on in the Yamkas then.

The feather beds were ripped open and the down thrown out into the street; and yet for a long while after for some two days the countless bits of down flew and whirled over the Yamkas, like flakes of snow. The wenches, bare-headed, perfectly naked, were driven out into the street. Three porters were beaten to death.

It must be said, that in starting out for the Yamkas, Lichonin, besides money, had fetched a revolver along with him; and on the road, while walking, he had frequently shoved his hand into his pocket and had there felt the chill contact of the metal. He expected affront, violence, and was prepared to meet them in a suitable manner.

Now in place of the boisterous Yamkas is left a peaceful, humdrum outskirt, in which live truck-farmers, cat's-meat men, Tartars, swineherds and butchers from the near-by slaughterhouses.

I know you have read a great deal, let's presuppose even trashy books, but still you have read, you have an entirely different speech from the others. With a successful turn of life, you can cure yourself, you can get out of these 'Yamkas, these 'Little Ditches, into freedom.

But if you command, then I'm ready to go where you will. Not only on this dubious undertaking, but even very death itself." By this time they had already driven up to the most luxurious establishment in the Yamkas Treppel's. Ryazanov the lawyer said, smiling with his usual ironic smile: "And so, the inspection of the menagerie begins."