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"Very well, then, see for yourself," went on the red-nosed Pacomius, "see for yourself. If we give you everything, we are doing our work and not getting a kopeck!" "Let him pay," answered Kovroff, turning his eyes toward Bodlevski. Bodlevski took out his gold watch, his only inheritance from his father, and laid it down on the table before Kovroff with the five rubles that remained.
He now remembered that Kovroff had once told him of his first acquaintance with Bodlevski, when he came on the Pole at the Cave, arranging for a false passport; he remembered that Natasha had disappeared immediately before the death of the elder Princess Chechevinski, and he also remembered how, returning from the cemetery, he had been cruelly disappointed in his expectations when he had found in the strong box a sum very much smaller than he had always counted on, and with some foundation; and before him, with almost complete certainty, appeared the conclusion that the maid's disappearance was connected with the theft of his mother's money, and especially of the securities in his sister's name, and that all this was nothing but the doing of Natasha and her companion Bodlevski.
At the moment when some big job was being pulled off, Kovroff suddenly appeared unexpectedly, with some of his "boys," and demanded a contribution, threatening instantly to inform the police if he did not get it and the rogues, in order to "keep him quiet," had to give him whatever share of their plunder he graciously deigned to indicate.
We must do something that will make the whole Golden Band throw up their caps. That is what we have to do!" "Quite a problem," lazily answered Kovroff, chewing the end of his cigar. "But you are asking too much." "But that is not all," the count interrupted him; "listen! This is what my problem demands.
"It's clever enough!" cried Kovroff, pressing his hand with the gay enthusiasm of genuine interest. "For this truth much thanks!" cried Kallash, clinking glasses with him. "It is clever that is the best praise I could receive from you. Let us drink to the success of my scheme!" Three days after this conversation the younger prince Shadursky dined with Sergei Antonovitch Kovroff.
His fingers were adorned with numerous rings, in which sparkled diamonds and other precious stones. And it was not for nothing that Sergei Kovroff took pride in them! This glitter of diamonds, scattering rainbow rays, dazzled the eyes of his fellow players.
The prince was delighted with his purchase, and he did not utter a syllable about it to anyone except Kovroff. Sergei Antonovitch gave him a friendly counsel not to waste any time, but to go abroad at once, as, according to the Exchange Gazette, gold was at that moment very high, so that he had an admirable opportunity to get rid of his wares on very favorable terms.
We must think of some project that unites two precious qualities: first, a rapid and huge profit; second, entire absence of risk." "Conditions not altogether easy to fulfill," remarked Kovroff doubtfully. "So it seems. And daring plans are not to be picked up in the street, but are the result of inspiration. It is what is called a 'heavenly gift, my dear friend."
"Thanks for the compliment!" interrupted Pacomius Borisovitch. The fair-haired man nodded to him satirically. "I need a lot more," he repeated firmly and impressively; "and if you don't give me at least twenty-five rubles I'll denounce you this very minute to the police and you see I have my witnesses ready." "Sergei Antonitch! Mr. Kovroff! Have mercy on us! Where can we get so much from?
In it stood a large table with a green cloth, on which lay a heap of bank notes and two little piles of gold, before which sat Sergei Antonovitch Kovroff, presiding over the bank with the composure of a true gentleman. What Homeric, Jovine calm rested on every feature of his face! What charming, fearless self-assurance, what noble self-confidence in his smile, in his glance!
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