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Updated: June 24, 2025
"You had better take it away to-day, sir, I want to pull down this hole. Go away! or else I shall apply to the police!" The policeman's whistle echoed through the courtyard. At the door of the dosshouse its inhabitants stood in a group, yawning, and scratching themselves. "And so you do not wish to be introduced? That is rude of you!" laughed Aristid Fomich.
I shall place the stone on the grass, and attach the anchor to it with a very heavy chain." "Why? You are playing tricks. . . ." "Well . . . It is no business of yours." "Look out! I shall tell . . ." again threatened Tyapa. Aristid Fomich looked at him sullenly and said nothing. Again they sat there in that silence which, in the presence of the dead, is so full of mystery.
There he saw the Captain measuring the front of the house, and watched him anxiously, as he snapped his fingers, and began measuring the same line over again. Vaviloff's face lit up suddenly, and he smiled happily. "Aristid, Fomich, is it possible?" he shouted, when the Captain came opposite to him. "Of course it is possible.
I will do nothing of the sort. What do you mean, Aristid Fomich? Keep your appetite for the next feast! I am not afraid of you now ..." Kuvalda looked at the clock. "I give you ten minutes, Egorka, for your idiotic talk. Finish your nonsense by that time and give me what I demand. If you don't I will devour you! Kanets has sold you something?
Did you read in the paper about the theft at Basoff's house? Do you understand? You won't have time to hide anything, we will not let you . . . and this very night . . . do you understand?" "Why, Aristid Fomich?" sobbed the discomfited merchant. "No more words! Did you understand or not?"
He must needs bow before this power. But, nevertheless, the soldier thought of trying him once more. He sighed deeply, and began with apparent calmness: "It is truly said that a man's sin will find him out ... I lied to you, Aristid Fomich, ... I tried to be cleverer than I am ... I only received one hundred roubles." "Go on!" said Kuvalda. "And not four hundred as I told you ... That means ..."
You owe me sixty-five roubles. That is not much, eh?" "Oh! my Lord! Aristid Fomich! I have always been attentive to your honor and done my best to please you. "Drop all that, Egorka, grandchild of Judas!" "All right! I will give it you . . . only God will punish you for this. . . ." "Silence! You rotten pimple of the earth!" shouted the Captain, rolling his eyes.
I will do nothing of the sort. What do you mean, Aristid Fomich? Keep your appetite for the next feast! I am not afraid of you now. . . ." Kuvalda looked at the clock. "I give you ten minutes, Egorka, for your idiotic talk." "Finish your nonsense by that time and give me what I demand. If you don't I will devour you! Kanets has sold you something?
Aristid Fomich asked him very softly. "Have you heard about our teacher?" Martyanoff lazily got up from the ground, looked at the line of light coming out of the dosshouse, shook his head and silently sat down beside the Captain. "Nothing particular . . . The man is dying remarked the Captain, shortly. "Have they been beating him?" asked Abyedok, with great interest. The Captain gave no answer.
"It does not mean anything. It is all the same to me whether you lied or not. You owe me sixty-five roubles. That is not much, eh?" "Oh! my Lord! Aristid Fomich! I have always been attentive to your honour and done my best to please you." "Drop all that, Egorka, grandchild of Judas!" "All right! I will give it you ... only God will punish you for this...." "Silence!
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