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She was in this frame of mind when Bochkova and Kartinkin were brought into the room. Bochkova immediately began to curse her. "You are innocent, aren't you? Why weren't you discharged, you vile thing? You got your deserts! You will drop your fineries in Siberia!" Maslova sat with lowered head, her hands folded in the sleeves of her coat, and gazed on the smoothly trampled ground.
And did the prisoner talk to Kartinkin, and, if so, what about?" Maslova suddenly frowned, blushed very red, and said, hurriedly, "What about? I did not talk about anything, and that's all I know. Do what you like with me; I am not guilty, and that's all."
"I would like to put this question: Has the prisoner been acquainted with Simon Kartinkin before?" asked the assistant prosecutor without looking at Maslova. And having asked the question he pressed his lips and frowned. The justiciary repeated the question. Maslova looked with frightened eyes at the prosecutor. "With Simon? I was," she said.
"Yes, and why did you go in?" asked the public prosecutor, forgetting himself, and addressing her directly. "I went in to rest a bit, and to wait for an isvostchik." "And was Kartinkin in the room with the prisoner, or not?" "He came in." "Why did he come in?" "There was some of the merchant's brandy left, and we finished it together." "Oh, finished it together. Very well!
"Simon Petrov Kartinkin," he said, rapidly, with a cracked voice, having evidently prepared the answer. "What class do you belong to?" "Peasant." "What government, district, and parish?" "Toula Government, Krapivinskia district, Koupianovski parish, the village Borki." "Your age?" "Thirty-three; born in the year one thousand eight " "What religion?" "Of the Russian religion, orthodox." "Married?"
"Why did you enter that room?" said the assistant prosecutor, impulsively. "To wait for a cabriolet." "Was not Kartinkin in the room with the prisoner?" "He also came in." "Why did he come in?" "There was the merchant's feen-champagne left, and we drank it together." "Oh, drank together. Very well."
The foreman thought that he did not understand the questions and proceeded to explain that from all the facts it was evident that Kartinkin and Bochkova were guilty, but the laborer answered that he did understand them, and that he thought that they ought to be charitable. "We are not saints ourselves," he said, and did not change his opinion.
When cross-examined, the accused, Maslova, Botchkova, and Kartinkin, pleaded not guilty, deposing Maslova, that she had really been sent by Smelkoff from the brothel, where she "works," as she expresses it, to the lodging-house Mauritania to get the merchant some money, and that, having unlocked the portmanteau with a key given her by the merchant, she took out 40 roubles, as she was told to do, and that she had taken nothing more; that Botchkova and Kartinkin, in whose presence she unlocked and locked the portmanteau, could testify to the truth of the statement.
"You would like to put a question?" said the president, and having received an answer in the affirmative, he made a gesture inviting the public prosecutor to speak. "I want to ask, was the prisoner previously acquainted with Simeon Kartinkin?" said the public prosecutor, without looking at Maslova, and, having put the question, he compressed his lips and frowned.
The merchant Smelkoff, according to the prosecutor, was a type of the great, pure Russian, with his broad nature, who, in consequence of his trusting nature and generosity, had become a victim of a gang of corrupt people, into whose hands he had fallen. Simon Kartinkin was the atavistic production of serfdom, stupid, without education, and even without religion.
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