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Instanced a certain Eremy, who, he declared, was prepared to go anywhere at a moment's notice. This man, Eremy, who belonged to the village Goloplok, was constantly on his lips. At nearly every tenth word he thumped his right hand on the table and waved the left in the air, the forefinger standing away from the others.
Markelov lowered his head. He was agitated at heart, though externally calm. He was most of all tortured by the fact that he had been betrayed and by whom? By Eremy of Goloplok! That same Eremy whom he had trusted so much! That Mendely the sulky had not followed him, had really not surprised him. Mendely was drunk and was consequently afraid. But Eremy!
Then the rattling of his bones... unspeakable rage... filth in his mouth, his nostrils... "Shove him in the cart! shove him in the cart!" someone roared with laughter.. "I didn't go about it in the right way..." That was the thing that most tormented him. That he had fallen under the wheel was his personal misfortune and had nothing to do with the cause it was possible to bear that... but Eremy!
Eremy!! While Markelov was standing with his head sunk on his breast, Sipiagin drew the governor aside and began talking to him in undertones. He flourished two fingers across his forehead, as though he would suggest that the unfortunate man was not quite right in his head, in order to arouse if not sympathy, at any rate indulgence towards the madman.
For Markelov, Eremy stood in some way as the personification of the whole Russian people, and Eremy had deceived him! Had he been mistaken about the thing he was striving for? Was Kisliakov a liar? And were Vassily Nikolaevitch's orders all stupid? And all the articles, books, works of socialists and thinkers, every letter of which had seemed to him invincible truth, were they all nonsense too?
Eremy of Goloplok was mentioned again, together with Sipiagin's servant, Kirill, and a certain Mendely, known under the name of "Sulks." The latter it seemed was not to be relied upon. He was very bold when sober, but a coward when drunk, and was nearly always drunk. "And what about your own people?" Nejdanov asked of Markelov. "Are there any reliable men among them?"
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