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Updated: June 19, 2025
What are you crying for?" asked Tyapa, sadly. But the teacher was crying as if the tears quieted and comforted him. From this day they became friends, and the "creatures that once were men," seeing them together, said: "The teacher is friendly with Tyapa ... He wishes his money. Kuvalda must have put this into his head ... To look about to see where the old man's fortune is ..."
"Nothing is needed," said the Captain, decidedly. They sat silently looking at the teacher. "Let us go and drink, old devil!" "But he?" "Can you do him any good?" Tyapa turned his back on the teacher, and both went out into the courtyard to their companions. "What is it?" asked Abyedok, turning his sharp nose to the old man.
The representative of the latter class was an old mujik called Tyapa. Tall and angular, he kept his head in such a position that his chin touched his breast. He was the Captain's first lodger, and it was said of him that he had a great deal of money hidden somewhere, and for its sake had nearly had his throat cut some two years ago: ever since then he carried his head thus.
"You will go mad, Tyapa," called the teacher after him with conviction. Then the old man came back again, and stretching out his hand, threatened him with his crooked and dirty finger. "God made Adam from Adam were descended the Jews, that means that all people are descended from Jews . . . and we also. . . ." "Well?" "Tartars are descended from Ishmael, but he also came of the Jews. . . ."
"Wait, I will help you . . . He is very ill . . . he has been with me for the last two days . . . Take him under the arms . . . The doctor has seen him. He is very bad." Tyapa got up and walked to the entrance, but Abyedok laughed, and took another drink. "Strike a light, there!" shouted the Captain. Meteor went into the house and lighted the lamp.
"Splendid!" cry the people, approving the orator's deduction, and Tyapa bellows all the time, scratching his breast. He always bellows like this as he drinks his first glass of vodki, when he has a drunken headache. The Captain beams with joy. They next read the correspondence. This is, for the Captain, "an abundance of drinks," as he himself calls it.
Tyapa bent further forward than usual and crossed himself respectfully. Martyanoff dropped to the ground and lay there. Abyedok moved quietly, and said in a low and wicked tone: "May you all go to the Devil! Dead? What of that? Why should I care? Why should I speak about it? It will be time enough when I come to die myself . . . I am not worse than other people."
What are you crying for?" asked Tyapa sadly. But the teacher was crying as if the tears quieted and comforted him. From this day they became friends, and the "creatures that once were men," seeing them together, said: "The teacher is friendly with Tyapa . . . He wishes his money. Kuvalda must have put this into his head . . . To look about to see where the old man's fortune is. . . ."
"We worked on the same paper . . . he is very unlucky . . . I said, 'Stay in my house, you are not in the way, . . . but he begged me to send him 'home. He was so excited about it that I brought him here, thinking it might do him good . . . Home! This is it, isn't it?" "Do you suppose he has a home anywhere else?" asked Kuvalda, roughly, looking at his friend. "Tyapa, fetch me some cold water."
"I say that he was a good man . . . a quiet and good man," whispered a low voice. "Yes, and he had money, too . . . and he never refused it to a friend. . . ." Again silence ensued. "He is dying!" said Tyapa, hoarsely, from behind the Captain's head. Aristid Fomich got up, and went with firm steps into the dosshouse. "Don't go!" Tyapa stopped him. "Don't go! You are drunk! It is not right."
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