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For a couple of months a struggle had gone on in her heart between society life, into which her sister was dragging her, and her infatuation for Mahin, combined with a desire to reform him. This second desire now became the stronger. She had already heard about poor Maria Semenovna.

Mahin went off to the theatre, and Mitia called on Grouchetsky to repay the money he had borrowed from him. AN hour after the boys were gone Eugene Mihailovich, the owner of the shop, came home, and began to count his receipts. "Oh, you clumsy fool! Idiot that you are!" he shouted, addressing his wife, after having seen the coupon and noticed the forgery.

AT an evening party at the Eropkins, Mahin, who was paying attentions to the two young daughters of the house they were rich matches, both of them having earned great applause for his fine singing and playing the piano, began telling the company about the strange convict who had converted the hangman.

He was in consequence somewhat troubled, and had to summon up all his courage in order to go on with the inquiry and not blunder in his questions. He was amazed that Stepan should narrate the story of his crimes as if they had been things of long ago, and committed not by him but by some different man. "Had you no pity for them?" asked Mahin. "No. I did not know then." "Well, and now?"

Her other aim was to abandon her riches. She had first thought of giving away what she possessed in order to test Mahin; but afterwards she wanted to do so for her own sake, for the sake of her own soul. She began by simply giving money to any one who wanted it.

Mitia quite realised that Mahin was not a respectable fellow, but when he was in his company he could not help doing what he wished. Mahin was in when Mitia called, and was just preparing to go to the theatre. His untidy room smelt of scented soap and eau-de-Cologne.

When Mahin was told of that incident, he was greatly impressed by the fact of Stepan's influence on the hangman, who refused to do his duty, running the risk of being hanged himself for insubordination.

"That's awful, old chap," said Mahin, when Mitia telling him about his troubles, showed the coupon and the fifty kopeks, and added that he wanted nine roubles more. "We might, of course, go and pawn your watch. But we might do something far better." And Mahin winked an eye. "What's that?" "Something quite simple." Mahin took the coupon in his hand. "Put ONE before the 2.50 and it will be 12.50."

He took out of his pocket a photograph of a young lady with large eyes, luxuriant hair, and an uncommonly well-developed bust. "Is she not sweet? Eh?" "Yes, yes . . . of course . . ." "Well, you see. But let us go." Mahin took his coat, and they left the house.

He strode into her office one morning in late September. Ordinarily he sent for her. He stood by her desk now, a sheaf of papers in his hand, palpably stage props, and lifted significant eyebrows in the direction of the stenographer busy at her typewriter in the corner. "You may leave that, Miss Mahin," Fanny said. Miss Mahin, a comprehending young woman, left it, and the room as well.