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"What are you talking about?" said Blistanov, and he scowled. "Have you come here to libel me?" "Not at all, sir God forbid! You misunderstand me. What am I talking about? About boots! You did stay the night at No. 64, didn't you?" "When?" "Last night!" "Why, did you see me there?" "No, sir, I didn't see you," said Murkin in great confusion, sitting down and taking off the boots.

Bluebeard was standing with King Bobesh, showing him a revolver. "You had better buy it," said Bluebeard. "I bought it at Kursk, a bargain, for eight roubles, but, there! I will let you have it for six. . . . A wonderfully good one!" "Steady. . . . It's loaded, you know!" "Can I see Mr. Blistanov?" the piano-tuner asked as he went in. "I am he!" said Bluebeard, turning to him. "What do you want?"

"It was she, your good lady, who gave me this gentleman's boots. . . . After this gentleman " the piano-tuner indicated Blistanov "had gone away I missed my boots. . . . I called the waiter, you know, and he said: 'I left your boots in the next room! By mistake, being in a state of intoxication, he left my boots as well as yours at 64," said Murkin, turning to Blistanov, "and when you left this gentleman's lady you put on mine."

All that is known is that Murkin was confined to his bed for a fortnight after his acquaintance with Blistanov, and that to the words "I am a man in delicate health, rheumatic" he took to adding, "I am a wounded man. . . ." IT was twelve o'clock at night. Mitya Kuldarov, with excited face and ruffled hair, flew into his parents' flat, and hurriedly ran through all the rooms.

Put on these boots, go about in them till the evening, and in the evening go to the theatre. . . . Ask there for Blistanov, the actor. . . . If you don't care to go to the theatre, you will have to wait till next Tuesday; he only comes here on Tuesdays. . . ." "But why are there two boots for the left foot?" asked the piano-tuner, picking up the boots with an air of disgust.