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He looked absent-mindedly at the young man, and answered, mumbling with his lips: "I keep thinking, Sanka, about that writing that was shown to that soldier at Ivanovka. I didn't tell Panteley God be with him but you know in that writing the place was marked out so that even a woman could find it. Do you know where it is?
Some cow hereabouts died... so they suspect me... but I... 'Well, that we'll go into later! Tchertop-hanov interrupted; 'but now, you hold on to the saddle and follow me. And you! he added, turning to the crowd, do you know me? I'm the landowner Panteley Tchertop-hanov.
The astonished commissioner of police did not know how to proceed. The silence of death reigned in the room. 'Why, he's dead already! he thought, and raising his voice, he said, 'Panteley Eremyitch! Eh, Panteley Eremyitch! Then something extraordinary occurred.
Panteley Eremyitch, I assure you.... Tchertop-hanov came into the room. Nedopyuskin smiled, ceased speaking, and indicated him to me with a glance which seemed to say, 'There, you will see for yourself. We fell to talking about hunting. 'Would you like me to show you my leash? Tchertop-hanov asked me; and, not waiting for a reply, he called Karp.
The little stallion shifted from one leg to another impatiently. "Semyon Alexandritch!" cried Panteley, taking off his hat. "Allow us to send Styopka! Emelyan, call out that Styopka should be sent." But now at last a man on horseback could be seen coming from the settlement.
It is true that he put his arm round my waist, slapped me on the shoulder in a friendly way, approved my manner of life, but I felt that, as before, he despised my insignificance, and only put up with me to please his daughter, and I couldn't now laugh and talk as I liked, and I behaved unsociably and kept expecting that in another minute he would address me as Panteley as he did his footman Pavel.
Yegorushka was shy of undressing before the old woman. He only took off his boots, lay down and covered himself with the sheepskin. "Is the little lad lying down?" he heard Panteley whisper a little later. "Yes," answered the old woman in a whisper. "The terror of the Lord! It thunders and thunders, and there is no end to it."
The coachman Panteley, who had been dismissed for drunkenness in November, was on his knees in the middle of the kitchen. He was a good-natured man, but he used to be unruly when he was drunk, and could not go to sleep, but persisted in wandering about the buildings and shouting in a threatening voice, "I know all about it!"
He succeeded in dying at home in his own bed, surrounded by his own people, and under the care of his own doctor; but nothing was left to poor Panteley but Bezsonovo. Panteley heard of his father's illness while he was still in the service, in the very heat of the 'difficulties' mentioned above. He was only just nineteen.
"I say, lads," Kuzmitchov cried briskly, "you take my little lad along with you! Why should he go jolting off with us for nothing? You put him on the bales, Panteley, and let him come on slowly, and we shall overtake you. Get down, Yegor! Go on; it's all right. . . ." Yegorushka got down from the box-seat.
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