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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Quack! hangman!" "Calm yourself," said Andrey Yefimitch, smiling guiltily. "I assure you I have never stolen anything; and as to the rest, most likely you greatly exaggerate. I see you are angry with me. Calm yourself, I beg, if you can, and tell me coolly what are you angry for?" "What are you keeping me here for?" "Because you are ill." "Yes, I am ill.
"It was your fancy." "At night they only ring in the cemetery," says Andrey. "And what do they ring there for?" "To prevent robbers from breaking into the church. They are afraid of the bells." "And what do robbers break into the church for?" asks Sonya. "Everyone knows what for: to kill the watchmen." A minute passes in silence. They all look at one another, shudder, and go on playing.
As he can only count the units and numbers which end in nought, Anya covers his numbers for him. The fifth player, the cook's son, Andrey, a dark-skinned and sickly looking boy in a cotton shirt, with a copper cross on his breast, stands motionless, looking dreamily at the numbers.
Andrey Yefimitch counted out five hundred roubles and gave them to his friend without a word. The latter, still crimson with shame and anger, incoherently articulated some useless vow, put on his cap, and went out. Returning two hours later he flopped into an easy-chair, heaved a loud sigh, and said: "My honour is saved.
His face was tired and old, his cheeks hollow. I waited and the silence began to get on my nerves. Then there came an interruption. The door opened quite silently: we all turned our eyes towards it without moving our heads. In the doorway stood Semyonov. We were startled as though by a ghost. I remember that Andrey Vassilievitch jumped to his feet, crying. Trenchard never moved.
How far this is true I don't know, but Andrey Yefimitch himself has more than once confessed that he has never had a natural bent for medicine or science in general. However that may have been, when he finished his studies in the medical faculty he did not enter the priesthood. He showed no special devoutness, and was no more like a priest at the beginning of his medical career than he is now.
"I'm bored already jumped out of prison what for? My only occupation is hiding and there I was learning. Pavel so pressed your brains it was one pure delight. And Andrey, too, polished us fellows zealously. Well, Nilovna, did you hear how they decided in regard to the escape? Will they arrange it?" "They'll find out day after to-morrow," she repeated, sighing involuntarily.
There was a greenness before his eyes. Andrey Yefimitch understood that his end had come, and remembered that Ivan Dmitritch, Mihail Averyanitch, and millions of people believed in immortality. And what if it really existed? But he did not want immortality and he thought of it only for one instant.
Was with Durward and Andrey Vassilievitch in a Podvoda Like the latter, but he's out of place here. Arrived 1.30. "June 24th. Off early morning. This time black carriage with Sisters K and Anna Petrovna. More dust thousands of soldiers passing us, singing as though there were no retreat. News from L very bad. Say there's no ammunition. Arrived Nijnieff evening 7.30. Very hungry and thirsty.
With all the shouting and firing it was very difficult to realise anything. I ran to Semyonov. Andrey ... but I won't ... I can't ... he must have been right under the thing and was blown to pieces. Mr., strangely enough, lying there with his arms spread out, seemed to have been scarcely touched.
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