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Afterwards he declared that he had lost it in the street. At the time Yulia Mihailovna was terribly angry with her husband when she heard of it. "Perhaps you told him about the church too?" she burst out almost in dismay. Von Lembke unmistakably began to brood, and brooding was bad for him, and had been forbidden by the doctors.
Lembke looked round quickly at the shout and turned pale. A vacant smile came on to his lips, as though he suddenly understood and remembered something. "Gentlemen," said Yulia Mihailovna, addressing the crowd which was pressing round them, as she drew her husband away "gentlemen, excuse Andrey Antonovitch. Andrey Antonovitch is unwell... excuse... forgive him, gentlemen."
Lembke asked impatiently, seeming suddenly to have an inkling of something. Stepan Trofimovitch repeated his name still more majestically. "A-a-ah! It's... that hotbed... You have shown yourself, sir, in such a light.... Are you a professor? a professor?" "I once had the honour of giving some lectures to the young men of the X university." "The young men!"
Buzz, with a wary eye up the street, slouched out to the front porch, into the twilight of the warm May evening. Charley Lembke, from his porch across the street, called to him: "Goin' down town?" "Yeh, I guess so." "Ain't you afraid of bein' pinched?" Buzz turned his head quickly toward the room just behind him. He turned to go in. Charley's voice came again, clear and far-reaching.
H'm... by all means; I am waiting and, I confess, with curiosity. And I must add, Pyotr Stepanovitch, that you surprise me not a little." Von Lembke was in some agitation. Pyotr Stepanovitch crossed his legs. I don't care to put myself forward in such matters; in that I see the distinction between a rogue and an honest man forced by circumstances. Well, in short, we'll dismiss that.
Upon Von Lembke this unfortunate incident made the gloomiest impression.
The laughter grew louder. "Turn out all the scoundrels who are laughing!" Lembke prescribed suddenly. There was an angry roar and laughter in the crowd. "You can't do like that, your Excellency." "You mustn't abuse the public." "You are a fool yourself!" a voice cried suddenly from a corner. "Filibusters!" shouted some one from the other end of the room.
Then, while Varvara Petrovna was still away, there followed the arrival of our new governor, Andrey Antonovitch von Lembke, and with that a change began at once to be perceptible in the attitude of almost the whole of our provincial society towards Varvara Petrovna, and consequently towards Stepan Trofimovitch.
They've all given me up in despair by now: 'he's got brains but he's dropped from the moon. Lembke invites me to enter the service so that I may be reformed. You know I treat him mockingly, that is, I compromise him and he simply stares, Yulia Mihailovna encourages it. Oh, by the way, Gaganov is in an awful rage with you. He said the nastiest things about you yesterday at Duhovo.
However, won't you read this and pass it to the others, simply as a fact of interest?" He pulled out of his pocket Lebyadkin's anonymous letter to Lembke and handed it to Liputin. The latter read it, was evidently surprised, and passed it thoughtfully to his neighbour; the letter quickly went the round. "Is that really Lebyadkin's handwriting?" observed Shigalov.
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