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'If you please, your excellency, come into our house, answered the groom with a low bow. 'Panteley Eremyitch, I fancy, is about to die; so that I'm afraid of getting into trouble. 'What? die? queried the commissioner. 'Yes, sir. First, his honour drank vodka every day, and now he's taken to his bed and got very thin. I fancy his honour does not understand anything now.
The day after his return, Panteley Eremyitch called Perfishka in to him, and for want of anyone else to talk to, began telling him keeping up, of course, his sense of his own dignity and his bass voice how he had succeeded in finding Malek-Adel.
'Indeed, and I did ask him the day before yesterday, and yesterday again, protested the intimidated groom. "Wouldn't you, Panteley Eremyitch," says I, "let me run for the priest, sir?" "You hold your tongue, idiot," says he; "mind your own business." But to-day, when I began to address him, his honour only looked at me, and twitched his moustache.
'Ah, here he's coming! he added with a look at the window; 'speak of the devil. Nikolai Eremyitch came into the counting-house. His face was shining with satisfaction, but he was rather taken aback at seeing Pavel Andreitch. 'Good day to you, Nikolai Eremyitch, said Pavel in a significant tone, advancing deliberately to meet him. The head-clerk made no reply.
Masha smiled; her face brightened. 'Well, kill me, Panteley Eremyitch; as you will; but go back, I won't. 'You won't come back? Tchertop-hanov cocked the pistol. 'I won't go back, my dearie. Never in my life will I go back. My word is steadfast. Tchertop-hanov suddenly thrust the pistol into her hand, and sat down on the ground. 'Then, you kill me! Without you I don't care to live.
'You'd better look out and not forget yourself in my place, the fat man interrupted emphatically; 'people joke with a fool like you; you ought, you fool, to have sense, and be grateful to them for taking notice of a fool like you. 'It was a slip of the tongue, Nikolai Eremyitch; I beg your pardon.... 'Yes, indeed, a slip of the tongue. The door opened and a little page ran in.
'Why, they do say, Nikolai Eremyitch, they're asking for carpenters from us. 'Well, aren't there any among you, hey? 'To be sure there are, Nikolai Eremyitch; our place is right in the woods; our earnings are all from the wood, to be sure. But it's the busy time, Nikolai Eremyitch. Where's the time to come from? 'The time to come from! Busy time!
Of Russian writers he respected Derzhavin, but liked Marlinsky, and called Ammalat-Bek the best of the pack.... A few days after my first meeting with the two friends, I set off for the village of Bezsonovo to see Panteley Eremyitch.
The face of the merchant showed itself in the doorway. 'What, won't you deign to answer me? pursued Pavel. 'But no ... no, he added; 'that's not it; there's no getting anything by shouting and abuse. No, you'd better tell me in a friendly way, Nikolai Eremyitch; what do you persecute me for? what do you want to ruin me for? Come, speak, speak.
'Four greys, and no white. 'Three, Nikolai Eremyitch. 'Three and a half, and not a farthing less. 'Three, Nikolai Eremyitch. 'You're not talking sense, Gavrila Antonitch. 'My, what a pig-headed fellow! muttered the merchant. 'Then I'd better arrange it with the lady herself. 'That's as you like, answered the fat man; 'far better, I should say.
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