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Our business is trading, buying; it's our business to buy. That's what we live by, Nikolai Eremyitch, one may say. 'Eight roubles a measure, said the fat man emphatically. A sigh was audible. 'Nikolai Eremyitch, sir, you ask a heavy price. 'Impossible, Gavrila Antonitch, to do otherwise; I speak as before God Almighty; impossible. Silence followed.
But that's enough, or there will be no end to it; each step will be more contemptible than the last.... I could never stand more than three months of dreaming at a time without feeling an irresistible desire to plunge into society. To plunge into society meant to visit my superior at the office, Anton Antonitch Syetotchkin.
Pacomius Borisovitch again interrupted. "We are only getting twenty rubles for the job. The whole gang will pledge their words of honor to that. Do you think we would lie to you and stain the honor of the gang for twenty measly rubles?" "That is business. That was well said. I love a good speech, and am always ready to respect it," remarked Sergei Antonitch approvingly.
"Thanks for the compliment!" interrupted Pacomius Borisovitch. The fair-haired man nodded to him satirically. "I need a lot more," he repeated firmly and impressively; "and if you don't give me at least twenty-five rubles I'll denounce you this very minute to the police and you see I have my witnesses ready." "Sergei Antonitch! Mr. Kovroff! Have mercy on us! Where can we get so much from?
The rest of the money a considerable sum for me, I decided to borrow from Anton Antonitch Syetotchkin, my immediate superior, an unassuming person, though grave and judicious. He never lent money to anyone, but I had, on entering the service, been specially recommended to him by an important personage who had got me my berth. I was horribly worried.
'Who does, if you don't, Nikolai Eremyitch? you're, one may say, the first person here. Well, then, how's it to be? pursued the voice I did not recognise; 'what decision are we to come to, Nikolai Eremyitch? Allow me to put the question. 'What decision, Gavrila Antonitch? The thing depends, so to say, on you; you don't seem over anxious. 'Upon my word, Nikolai Eremyitch, what do you mean?
I am I, Lieutenant Sergei Antonitch Kovroff, of the Chernovarski Dragoons! Do you hear? I am captain of the Golden Band," he said proudly and haughtily, scrutinizing the company with his confident gaze. "And you haven't yet got as far as the Golden Band, because you are cowards!
"Thanks for the compliment!" interrupted Pacomius Borisovitch. The fair-haired man nodded to him satirically. "I need a lot more," he repeated firmly and impressively; "and if you don't give me at least twenty-five rubles I'll denounce you this very minute to the police and you see I have my witnesses ready." "Sergei Antonitch! Mr. Kovroff! Have mercy on us! Where can we get so much from?
I tell you as in the presence of the Creator! There are ten of us, as you see. And there are three of you. And I, Yuzitch, and Gretcka deserve double shares!" added Pacomius Borisovitch persuasively. "Gretcka deserves nothing at all for catching me by the throat," decided Sergei Antonitch Kovroff. "Mr. Kovroff!" began Pacomius again. "You and I are gentlemen " "What! What did you say?"
Pacomius Borisovitch again interrupted. "We are only getting twenty rubles for the job. The whole gang will pledge their words of honor to that. Do you think we would lie to you and stain the honor of the gang for twenty measly rubles?" "That is business. That was well said. I love a good speech, and am always ready to respect it," remarked Sergei Antonitch approvingly.
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