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Punin subsided against the back of the armchair, lifted his hands, and again bending forward, began whispering again, but still more mysteriously: 'You see Paramon Semyonitch himself too.... Didn't you know? he too is of exalted extraction and on the left side, too. They do say his father was a powerful Georgian prince, of the line of King David.... What do you make of that?
'I know, said he, 'what sort of customer he is; you couldn't tempt him here with lollipops now, I expect! Varia hurriedly got up and went away. Ivan Semyonitch looked after her and gave a sly whistle. I glanced at him in perplexity. 'Can it be, I wondered, 'that he knows all about it? And the lieutenant, as though divining my thoughts, nodded his head affirmatively.
In the passage Ivan Semyonitch met me, and not only showed no surprise at my visit, but positively, with an agreeable smile, offered me an apple. Such unexpected amiability so struck me that I was simply dumb with amazement. 'Take the apple, it's a nice apple, really! persisted Ivan Semyonitch. Mechanically I took the apple at last, and drove all the way home with it in my hand.
"But do you know what, Akim Semyonitch, the money ... your money ... your money's gone.... Wretched sinner as I am, I took it from under the floor, I gave it all to him, to that villain Naum.... Why did you tell me where you hid your money, wretched sinner as I am? ... It's with your money he has bought the house, the villain." Sobs choked her voice. Akim clutched his head with both hands.
"Semyonitch! hey, Semyonitch," began Yefrem, sitting up in the cart, "give over ... you know ... you won't make things any better. Tfoo, what a business," he went on as though to himself. "What a damnable woman.... Go to him," he added, bending down over the side of the cart to Avdotya, "you see, he's half crazy." Avdotya got up, went nearer to Akim and again fell at his feet.
Akim sat without moving, turned a little away from Yefrem. At last they arrived. Yefrem was the first to get out of the cart. A little girl of six in a smock tied low round the waist ran out to meet him and shouted, "Daddy! daddy!" "And where is your mother?" asked Yefrem. "She is asleep in the shed." "Well, let her sleep. Akim Semyonitch, won't you get out, sir, and come indoors?"
Akim's eyes glittered and he brought his fist on the table. "There is nothing in my house for you, do you hear?" "What's this, Semyonitch, what is the matter with you?" "There's nothing the matter with me, but I am sick of you, Naum Ivanitch, that's what it is." The old man got up, trembling all over. "You poke yourself in here too often, I tell you." Naum, too, got up.
She informed me that her husband, Paramon Semyonitch Baburin, had taken cold on the very day of the arrival of the manifesto, and died on the 12th of April of inflammation of the lungs, in the 67th year of his age.
When a little later Kovrin went into the garden, Yegor Semyonitch and Tanya were walking side by side along an avenue as though nothing had happened, and both were eating rye bread with salt on it, as both were hungry. Glad that he had been so successful in the part of peacemaker, Kovrin went into the park.
And where's Sevastian Sevastianovitch? 'Gavrilov is dead, answered Kolosov mournfully. 'Dead! you don't say so! And who's this? 'My relation I have the honour to present to you Nikolai Alexei.... 'All right, all right, Ivan Semyonitch cut him short, 'delighted, delighted. And does he play cards? 'Play, of course he does! 'Ah, then, that's capital; we'll sit down directly. Hey!
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