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Updated: May 6, 2025


I went back to my room in hesitation. I felt horribly oppressed. I stood still at the table, beside the chair on which she had sat and looked aimlessly before me. A minute passed, suddenly I started; straight before me on the table I saw.... In short, I saw a crumpled blue five-rouble note, the one I had thrust into her hand a minute before.

Seeing a lady approaching with a collecting box, he beckoned her up and put in a five-rouble note. "I can never see these collecting boxes unmoved while I've money in my pocket," he said. "And how about today's telegram? Fine chaps those Montenegrins!" "You don't say so!" he cried, when the princess told him that Vronsky was going by this train.

She's going to sing a song of Glinka's ... and of Tchaykovsky's; and then she'll recite the letter from Yevgeny Oniegin. Well; will you take a ticket? 'And when will it be? 'To-morrow ... to-morrow, at half-past one, in a private drawing-room, in Ostozhonka.... I will come for you. A five-rouble ticket?... Here it is ... no, that's a three-rouble one.

Give him a lecture? ... In silence I held out a five-rouble note; he, also in silence, took it in his still white and plump, though shaking and dirty hand, and vanished round the corner of the house. It was a good while before they gave me horses, and I had time to give myself up to gloomy reflections on my unexpected meeting with Misha; I felt ashamed of having let him go so unsympathetically.

"Twenty-five roubles," . . . said Kuvalda, absently. "So! . . . You might gain a five-rouble note. . . ." "You old scoundrel! . . ." And looking into Tyapa's face the Captain swore. "Well, what? Give. . . ." "Go to the Devil! . . . I am going to spend this money in erecting a monument to him." "What does he want that for?" "I will buy a stone and an anchor.

"So! ... You might gain a five-rouble note...." "You old scoundrel! ..." And looking into Tyapa's face the Captain swore. "Well, what? Give ..." "Go to the Devil! ... I am going to spend this money in erecting a monument to him." "What does he want that for?" "I will buy a stone and an anchor. I shall place the stone on the grass, and attach the anchor to it with a very heavy chain." "Why?

He prescribed me the usual sudorific, ordered a mustard-plaster to be put on, very deftly slid a five-rouble note up his sleeve, coughing drily and looking away as he did so, and then was getting up to go home, but somehow fell into talk and remained. I was exhausted with feverishness; I foresaw a sleepless night, and was glad of a little chat with a pleasant companion. Tea was served.

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