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Councillor Mikulin shook his head slightly. "Surely you do know that I've had my rooms searched by the police?" "I was about to say a 'misunderstood person, when you interrupted me," insinuated quietly Councillor Mikulin. Razumov smiled without bitterness. The renewed sense of his intellectual superiority sustained him in the hour of danger. He said a little disdainfully "I know I am but a reed.
Razumov had better not see any one now till on the other side of the frontier, when, of course, it will be just that.... See and hear and..." He glanced down his beard; but when Razumov declared his intention to see one person at least before leaving St. Petersburg, Councillor Mikulin failed to conceal a sudden uneasiness.
Again Councillor Mikulin glanced down his beard with a faint grimace; but he did not pause for long. Remarking with a shade of scorn that blasphemers also had that sort of belief, he concluded by supposing that Mr. Razumov had conversed frequently with Haldin on the subject. "No," said Razumov loudly, without looking up. "He talked and I listened. That is not a conversation."
It all amounts to the same thing. But it is perfectly useless, if you were to look at me and listen to me for a year. I begin to think there is something about me which people don't seem able to make out. It's unfortunate. I imagine, however, that Prince K understands. He seemed to." Councillor Mikulin moved slightly and spoke.
At any rate, he went; but, what's more, he went with a certain eagerness, which may appear incredible till it is remembered that Councillor Mikulin was the only person on earth with whom Razumov could talk, taking the Haldin adventure for granted. And Haldin, when once taken for granted, was no longer a haunting, falsehood-breeding spectre.
And in the stir of vaguely seen monstrosities, in that momentary, mysterious disturbance of muddy waters, Councillor Mikulin went under, dignified, with only a calm, emphatic protest of his innocence nothing more.
It must also be said that Mikulin had inherited the sinister Nikita from his predecessor in office. And this story, too, I received without comment in my character of a mute witness of things Russian, unrolling their Eastern logic under my Western eyes. But I permitted myself a question "Tell me, please, Sophia Antonovna, did Madame de S leave all her fortune to Peter Ivanovitch?"
And, turning away, he caught for an instant in the air, like a vivid detail in a dissolving view of two heads, the eyes of General T and of Privy-Councillor Mikulin side by side fixed upon him, quite different in character, but with the same unflinching and weary and yet purposeful expression...servants of the nation!
Providential! Providential! And Prince K , taken into the secret, was ready enough to adopt that mystical view too. "It will be necessary, though, to make a career for him afterwards," he had stipulated anxiously. "Oh! absolutely. We shall make that our affair," Mikulin had agreed. Prince K -'s mysticism was of an artless kind; but Councillor Mikulin was astute enough for two.
It's positively indecent...." Councillor Mikulin turned an attentive ear. "Did you say phantoms?" he murmured. "I could walk over dozens of them." Razumov, with an impatient wave of his hand, went on headlong, "But, really, I must claim the right to be done once for all with that man. And in order to accomplish this I shall take the liberty...."
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