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Updated: June 18, 2025
All things are relative in this world, and a man cannot sink into any condition so bad that it could not be worse. One day, towards the end of September, Captain Aristid Kuvalda was sitting, as was his custom, on the bench near the door of the dosshouse, looking at the stone building built by the merchant Petunikoff close to Vaviloff's eatinghouse, and thinking deeply.
"But," interrupted Petunikoff, "that is not exactly the reason why. As far as I can see, you do not distinctly understand why you wish to be reconciled to us . . . I will tell you." The soldier was a little surprised.
It is improbable that anyone had ever awaited the merchant with such impatience as did this bare-footed brigade. "He isn't even thinking of coming, the wretch! ..." "That means that he does not love me!" sang Deacon Taras, leaning his chin on his hand and casting a humorous glance towards the mountain. At last Petunikoff appeared.
When he went about shaking his head, and minus a walking-stick in his hand, and a bag on his back the signs of his profession he seemed to be thinking almost to madness, and, at such times, Kuvalda spoke thus, pointing to him with his finger: "Look, there is the conscience of Merchant Judas Petunikoff. See how disorderly, dirty, and low is the escaped conscience."
"I feel inclined to commit a murder," declared Martyanoff, laughing his dull laugh. "Upon whom?" asked Abyedok, edging away from him. "It's all the same to me . . . Petunikoff . . . Egorka or even you!" "And why?" inquired Kuvalda. "I want to go to Siberia . . . I have had enough of this vile life . . . one learns how to live there!"
Petunikoff looked around him and made a face. Vaviloff looked at the icon, and then they looked simultaneously at one another, and both seemed to be favourably impressed. Petunikoff liked Vaviloff's frankly thievish eyes, and Vaviloff was pleased with the open, cold, determined face of Petunikoff, with its large cheeks and white teeth.
For a fortnight the inhabitants of the dosshouse awaited the further development of events, but Petunikoff never once visited the building. It was known that he was not in town and that the copy of the petition had not yet been handed to him. Kuvalda raged at the delays of the civil court.
Vaviloff also liked Petunikoff's straightforward manner of addressing him without any pretensions, as if he were his own brother, though Vaviloff understood well enough that he was his superior, he being only a soldier. Looking at him, he grew fonder and fonder of him, and, forgetting for a moment the matter in hand, respectfully asked Petunikoff: "Where did you study?"
But, whether you wish it or not, you will have to make their acquaintance sooner or later in the course of your duties." The Doctor smiled in an embarrassed way. The Coroner pressed his lips together, and the Inspector saw that it was time to go. Therefore, he shouted: "Sideroff! Whistle! Tell them to bring a cart here." "I will go," said Petunikoff, coming forward from a corner.
Petunikoff put out his trembling hand toward his mite, and protecting his head from Kuvalda's fist with the other hand, said: 101 CREATURES THAT ONCE WERE MEN "You are my witnesses, Sir Inspector, and you good people!" "We are not good people, merchant!" said the voice of Abyedok, trembling with anger.
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