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Updated: May 20, 2025
Bobrov! why did you lie about that mistress of yours, saying that she had robbed you, and then send her to prison? If you had grown tired of her, you might have given her over to your son. Anyway he has started an intrigue with that other mistress of yours. Didn't you know it? Eh, you fat pig, ha, ha! And you, Lup, open again a brothel, and fleece your guests there as before.
"I have drank only two glasses. I was perfectly sober." "Consequently," said Bobrov, "you are right, Yakov Tarasovich, he is insane." "I?" exclaimed Foma. But they paid no attention to him. Reznikov, Zubov and Bobrov leaned over to Mayakin and began to talk in low tones. "Guardianship!" Foma's ears caught this one word.
The boy stood a minute, shook his head, decorously smiled, and went out. 'Yes, there are capital people here, pursued Piotr Petrovitch; 'people of soul, of feeling.... Would you like me to introduce you? such jolly chaps.... They'll all be glad to know you. I say... Bobrov is dead; that's a sad thing. 'What Bobrov?
Exclamations of protest were heard, but these were brief, not loud, and each time Foma shouted some one's name, all became silent, listening, casting furtive, malicious glances in the direction of their accused comrade. Bobrov laughed perplexedly, but his small eyes bored into Foma as gimlets. And Lup Reznikov, waving his hands, hopped about awkwardly and, short of breath, said: "Be my witnesses.
You are murderers! Do you understand that you exist today only through the patience of mankind?" "What does this mean?" exclaimed Reznikov, clasping his hands in rage and indignation. "Ilya Yefimov, what's this? I can't bear to hear such words." "Gordyeeff!" cried Bobrov. "Look out, you speak improper words." "For such words you'll get oi, oi, oi!" said Zubov, insinuatingly.
"What truth can you speak? What do you understand?" "My heart is wounded, that I understand! What justification have you all in the eyes of God? To what purpose do you live? Yes, I feel I felt the truth!" "He is repenting!" said Reznikov, with a sarcastic smile. "Let him!" replied Bobrov, with contempt. Some one added: "It is evident, from his words, that he is out of his wits."
Bobrov, Kononov and several others preceded by Yakov Mayakin went to the cabin, anxiously discussing something in low tones. The steamer was sailing toward the town at full speed. The bottles on the tables trembled and rattled from the vibration of the steamer, and Foma heard this jarring, plaintive sound above everything else. Near him stood a throng of people, saying malicious, offensive things.
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