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The young man had changed greatly during the last few days. He had grown thin and pale, and looked haggard. His eyes had an apathetic expression. "Sit down, Psyekoff," said Chubikoff. "I hope that today you are going to be reasonable, and will not tell lies, as you did before.
Chubikoff and his assistant expressed their thanks for the breakfast, and went toward the house. They found Klausoff's sister, Maria Ivanovna, an old maid of forty-five, at prayer before the big case of family icons. When she saw the portfolios in her guests' hands, and their official caps, she grew pale.
"What pigs we are," said Chubikoff, taking hold of the bell, "to disturb a poor woman like this!" "It's all right! It's all right! Don't get frightened! We can say that we have broken a spring." Chubikoff and Dukovski were met at the threshold by a tall buxom woman of three and twenty, with pitch-black brows and juicy red lips.
We broke a spring, you know," began Chubikoff, entering the sitting room and sinking into an armchair. "Take her unawares at once!" whispered Dukovski; "take her unawares!" "A spring hum yes so we came in." "Take her unawares, I tell you! She will guess what the matter is if you drag things out like that." "Well, do it yourself as you want.
"Well, and how about the boot?" "The boot confirms completely my idea that they murdered him while he was taking his boots off before going to bed. He had already taken off one boot, and the other, this one here, he had only had time to take half off. The half-off boot came off of itself, while the body was dragged over, and fell " "There's a lively imagination for you!" laughed Chubikoff.
But where are you off to, Chubikoff? Where are you going?" The examining magistrate swore, and left the bath house. Dukovski followed him, crestfallen. They silently took their seats in the carriage and drove off. The road never seemed to them so long and disagreeable as it did that time. Both remained silent. Chubikoff trembled with rage all the way.
While they were breakfasting they went on talking: "The watch, the money, and so on all untouched " Chubikoff began, leading off the talk, "show as clearly as that two and two are four that the murder was not committed for the purpose of robbery." "The murder was committed by an educated man!" insisted Dukovski. "What evidence have you of that?"
Dukovski flared up, banged the door, and disappeared. "Clever rascal!" muttered Chubikoff, glancing after him. "Awfully clever! But too much of a hothead. I must buy him a cigar case at the fair as a present." The next day, early in the morning, a young man with a big head and a pursed-up mouth, who came from Klausoff's place, was introduced to the magistrate's office.
Chubikoff and his assistant expressed their thanks for the breakfast, and went toward the house. They found Klausoff's sister, Maria Ivanovna, an old maid of forty-five, at prayer before the big case of family icons. When she saw the portfolios in her guests' hands, and their official caps, she grew pale.
And you," said Chubikoff, turning to Dukovski and shaking his fist, "I won't forget this in a thousand years!" "But the safety match? How could I know?" "Choke yourself with your safety match! Get out of my way! Don't make me mad, or the devil only knows what I'll do to you! Don't let me see a trace of you!" Dukovski sighed, took his hat, and went out.
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