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When with a start he lifted his head again and looked round, he forgot at once what he had just been thinking about and even where he was going. In this way he walked right across Vassilyevsky Ostrov, came out on to the Lesser Neva, crossed the bridge and turned towards the islands.
The incendiaries were to be "students," discharged from the factories on account of the strikes. The peasants believed the announcement. In some of the villages watchmen were engaged to catch the incendiaries at night. Ostrov began to play a noticeable role in town. He quickly squandered the money he received from Trirodov in drink and in other ways.
Take, for instance, those perverse habits of yours; need I recall them to you? I could remind you, if I wished, of certain facts from your early life." "You know you are talking nonsense," said Trirodov. "It is reported," went on Ostrov, "that all this is being repeated in the quiet of your asylum." "Even if it were all true," said Trirodov, "I do not see that you have anything to gain by it."
There, your excellency, is the bunch of white and red ribbons on his cloak." "And who are you, sir?" the general thundered. "My name, sir, is Godfrey Bullen. I reside with Ivan Petrovytch, a merchant living in the Vassili Ostrov." "But how come you mixed up in this business, sir?" the general exclaimed furiously.
Trirodov had carelessly entangled himself in this affair, and now it compelled him to have dealings with the blackmailer Ostrov. Piotr's father, Dmitry Matov, had fallen into a trap which he had set for others. He had joined a secret revolutionary circle. There they soon discovered his relations with the police, and they decided to detect him and kill him.
Unless I'm mistaken you are instructresses there. As far as one could judge from your light dresses and your contempt of footwear, I think I'm not mistaken, eh? Tell me, it's an amusing life there, isn't it?" "No," said Elisaveta, "we are not instructresses and we do not live there." "What a pity!" said Ostrov incredulously. "I might have told you something about Mr. Trirodov."
It had other things to think of in those turbulent days. Instead, it turned its ill-disposed attention to Trirodov's educational colony thanks to the efforts of Ostrov and his friends and patrons. The neighbourhood of Trirodov's estate began to teem with detectives.
"Well er, I have the honour to remind you," said Ostrov with exaggerated politeness. "What are you doing here?" asked Piotr. "I've had the pleasure of meeting these charming young ladies," Ostrov began to explain. Piotr interrupted him sharply: "And now you let the young ladies alone and go away from here."
"Yes, you'll find it by following the direction from which we came," replied Elena. She wanted to conquer her fear. Ostrov winked at her insolently and said: "Thank you most humbly. And who may you be?" "Perhaps it is not necessary that you should know," replied Elisaveta with a half-question.
It isn't at all a trifle for me," said Trirodov. "Don't pretend that you're poor! Some one might think you were a forsaken orphan! What do you expect us to believe?" Trirodov rose from his seat, looked with stern intentness into Ostrov's eyes, and said resolutely: "In a word, I can't give you the money to-day. Try to come here to-morrow about this time." Ostrov rose involuntarily from his chair.
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