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  The Double, a Petersburg poem by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, translated by Constance Garnet.
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  Chapter one. It was a little before eight o'clock in the morning when Yakov
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  Petrovitch Koyatkin, a titular counselor, woke up from a long sleep. He
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  yawned, stretched, and at last opened his eyes completely. For two minutes,
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  however, he lay in his bed without moving, as though he were
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  not quite yet certain whether he were awake or still asleep, whether all that
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  was going on around him were real and actual, or the continuation of his
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  confused dreams. Very soon, however, mister Golyatkin's senses began more clearly and
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  more distinctly to receive their habitual and every day impressions. The dirty green smoke
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  begrimed dusty walls of his little room, with the mahogany chest of drawers and
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  chairs, the table painted red, the sofa covered with American leather of a
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  reddish color with little green flowers on it, and the clothes taken off in
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  haste over night and flung in a crumpled heap on the sofa looked at him
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  familiarly. At last, the damp autumn day, muggy and dirty peeped into
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  the room through the dingy window pane with such a hostile, sour grimace that
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  mister Goliadkin could not possibly doubt that he was not in the land of Nod,
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  but in the city of Petersburg, in his own flat on the fourth
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  story of a huge block of buildings in Chastelovokni Street. When he had made
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  this important discovery, mister Goliadkin nervously closed his eyes, as though regretting his
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  dream and wanting to go back to it for a moment. But a minute
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  later he leaped out of his bed at one bound, probably all at once
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  grasping the idea about which his scattered and wandering thoughts had been revolving. From
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  his bed, he ran straight to the little round looking glass that stood on
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  his chest of drawers. Though the sleepy, short sighted countenance and rather bald
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  head reflected in the looking glass were of such an insignificant type that at first
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  sight they would certainly not have attracted particular attention in any one, Yet the
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  owner of the countenance was satisfied with all that he saw in the looking glass.
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  What a thing it would be, said mister Goyadkin, in an undertone,
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  what a thing it would be if I were not up to the mark
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  to day, if something were amiss, if some intrusive pimple had made its
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  appearance, or anything else unpleasant had happened. So far, however, there's
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  nothing wrong. So far, everything's all right. Greatly relieved that everything was
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  all right, mister Goyadkin put the looking glass back in its place, and,
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  although he had nothing on his feet, and was still in the attire
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  in which he was accustomed to go to bed, he ran to the little
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  window and with great interest, began looking for something in the courtyard upon which
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  the windows of his flat looked out. Apparently what he was looking for in
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  the yard quite satisfied him too, His face beamed with a self satisfied smile.
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  Then, after first peeping however, behind the partition into his valet Patrushka's
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  little room, and making sure that Patrushka was not there, he went on
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  tiptoe to the table, oh opened the drawer in it, and, fumbling
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  in the furthest corner of it, he took from under old yellow papers and
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  all sorts of rubbish, a shabby green pocket book, opened it cautiously and
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  with care and relish, peeped into the furthest and most hidden fold of it,
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  probably the roll of green, gray, blue, red, and particolored
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  notes, looked at Goliadkin two with approval. With a radiant face, he
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  laid open the pocketbook before him and rubbed his hands vigorously in token of the
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  greatest satisfaction. Finally, he took it out, his comforting roll of notes,
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  and for the hundredth time since the previous day, counted them over,
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  carefully smoothing out every note between his forefinger and his thumb. Seven hundred and
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  fifty roubles in notes, he concluded at last, in a half whisper,
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  seven hundred and fifty roubles, A noteworthy sum. It's an agreeable sum,
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  he went on, in a voice weak and trembling with gratification, as he
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  pinched the roll with his fingers and smiled significantly. It's a very agreeable sum,
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  a sum agreeable to any I should like to see the man to whom
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  that would be a trivial sum. There's no knowing what a man might not
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  do with a sum like that. What's the meaning of it, though,
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  thought mister Golyadkin. Where's Patrushka? And still in the same attire, He
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  peeped behind the partition again. Again, there was no sign of Patrushka,
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  and the Samovar standing on the floor was beside itself, fuming and raging in
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  solitude, threatening every minute to boil over, hissing and lisping in its mysterious
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  language to mister Golodkin something like take me good people, I'm boiling and perfectly
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  ready. Damn the fellow thought mister Goliadkin, that lazy brute might really drive
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  a man out of all patients. Where's he dawdling now? In just indignation,
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  he went out into the hall, which consisted of a little corridor at
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  the end of which was a door into the entry, and saw his servants
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  surrounded by a good sized group of lackeys of all sorts, a mixed rabble
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  from outside as well as from the flats of the house. Patrushka was telling
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  something. The others were listening. Apparently the subject of the conversation or the
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  conversation itself, did not please mister Goyatkin. He promptly called Patrushka and returned
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  to his room, displeased and even upset that beast would sell a man for
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  a halfpenny, and his master before anyone, he thought to himself, and
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  he sold me. He certainly has I bet he sold me for a farthing.
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  Well, they've brought the livery, sir, put it on and come
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  here. When he had put on his livery, Patrushka, with a stupid
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  smile on his face, went in to his master. His costume was incredibly
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  strange. He had on a much worn green livery with frayed gold braid on
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  it, apparently made for a man a yard taller than Patrushka. In his
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  hand he had a hat trimmed with the same gold braid and with a feather
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  in it, And at his hip hung a footman's sword in a leather sheath.
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  Finally, to complete the picture, Patrushka, who always liked to be
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  in negligee, was barefooted. Mister Goyatkin looked at Patruscia from all sides and
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  was apparently satisfied the livery had evidently been hired for some solemn occasion. It
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  might be observed, too, that during his master's inspection, Patrushka watched him
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  with strange expectancy, and with marked curiosity followed every movement he made, which
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  extremely embarrassed mister Goliadkin. Well, and how about the carriage. The carriage
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  is here too, for the whole day, for the whole day, twenty
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  five roubles. And have the boots been sent? Yes? Don't can't even
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  say yes, sir, bring them here. Expressing his satisfaction that the boots
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  fitted, mister Golyadkin asked for his tea and for water to wash and shave.
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  He shaved with great care and washed as scrupulously hurriedly sipped his tea,
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  and proceeded to the principal final process of attiring himself. He put on an
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  almost new pair of trousers, then a shirt front with brass studs, and
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  a very brightly and agreeably flowered waistcoat about his neck, tied a gay parti
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  colored cravat, and finally drew on his coat, which was also newish and
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  carefully brushed. As he dressed, he more than once looked lovingly at the
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  boots, lifted up first one leg and then the other, admired their shape,
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  kept muttering something to himself, and from time to time made expressive grimaces.
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  Mister Goliodkin was, however, extremely absent minded that morning, for he
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  scarcely noticed the little smiles and grimaces made at his expense by Petrushka, who
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  was helping him dress. At last, having arranged everything properly, and having
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  finished dressing, mister Goliodkin put his pocket book in his pocket, took a
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  final admiring look at Patrushka, who had put on his boots and was therefore
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  also quite ready, And noticing that everything was done and that there was nothing
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  left to wait for, he ran hurriedly and fussily out onto the stairs,
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  with a slight throbbing at his heart. The light blue hired carriage with the
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  crest on it rolled noisily up to the steps. Patrushka, winking to the
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  driver and some of the gaping crowd, helped his master into the carriage,
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  and, hardly able to suppress an idiotic laugh, shouted in an unnatural voice,
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  off jumped up on the footboard, and the whole turnout, clattering and
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  rumbling, noisily, rolled into the Nevsky Prospect. As soon as the light
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  blue carriage dashed out of the gate, mister Goliatkin rubbed his hands convulsively and
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  went off into a slow, noiseless chuckle like a jubilant man who was succeeded
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  in bringing off a splendid performance, and is as pleased as punch with the
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  performance himself. Immediately after his access of gaiety, however, laughter was replaced
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  by a strange and anxious expression on the face of mister Goliadkin. Though the
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  weather was damp and muggy, he let down both windows of the carriage and
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  began carefully scrutinizing the passers by to the left end to the right, at
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  once, assuming a decorous and sedate air. When he thought anyone was looking
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  at him. At the turning from Lieutennie Street into the Nevsky Prospect, he
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  was startled by a most unpleasant sensation, and frowning, like some poor wretch
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  whose corn has been accidentally trodden on, he huddled with almost panic stricken haste,
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  into the darkest corner of his carriage. He had seen two of his
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  colleagues, two young clerks serving in the same government department. The young clerks
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  were also, it seemed to mister Goyadkin, extremely amazed at meeting their colleague
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  in such a way. One of them, in fact, pointed him out
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  to the other. Mister Goyadkin even fancied that the other had actually called his
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  name, which of course was very unseemly in the street. Our hero concealed
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  himself and did not respond the silly youngsters. He began reflecting to himself,
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  Why what is there strange in it? A man in a carriage. A
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  man needs to be in a carriage, and so he hires a carriage.
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  They're simply noodles, I know them, simply silly youngsters who still need thrashing.
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  They want to be paid a salary for playing pitch farthing and daggling about.
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  That's all they're fit for. And I'd let them know if only mister
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  Golyadkin broke off. Suddenly petrified, A smart pair of Kazan horses, very
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  familiar to mister Golyadkin, in a fashionable droshki, drove rapidly by on the
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  right side of his carriage. The gentleman sitting in the droshki, happening to
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  catch a glimpse of mister Golyadkin, who was rather incautiously poking his head out
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  of the carriage window, also appeared to be extremely astonished at the unexpected meeting,
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  and bending out as far as he could, looked with the greatest curiosity
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  and interest into the corner of the carriage in which our hero made haste to
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  conceal himself. The gentleman in the Droshky was Andre Filopovitch, the head of
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  the office in which mister Goyadkin served in the capacity of assistant to the chief
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  clerk. Mister Golyadkin, seeing that andre Filopovitch recognized him, that he was
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  looking at him open eyed, and that it was impossible to hide, blushed
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  up to his ears bower not kolback Ernat recognized him or not, our hero
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  wondered in indiscretion, bibble, anguish or pretend that I am not myself but
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  somebody else strikingly like me, and look as though nothing were the matter.
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  Simply not I, not I, That's all, said mister Goyatkin, taking
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  off his hat to Andre Filopovitch and keeping his eyes fixed upon him. I'm
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  I'm all right, he whispered with an effort. I'm quite all right.
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  It's not I, It's not I. That's the fact of the matter.
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  Soon, however, the drush key passed the carriage, and the magnetism of
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  his chief's eyes was at an end. Yet he went on blushing, smiling,
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  and muttering something to himself. I was a fool not to call back,
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  he thought, at last, I ought to have taken a boulderline and
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  behaved with gentlemanly openness. I ought to have said, this is how it
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  is, Andre Filopovitch. I'm asked to the dinner too, and that's all
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  it is. Then, suddenly recalling how taken aback he had been, our
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  hero flushed as hot as fire, frowned, and cast a terrible, defiant
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  glance at the front corner of the carriage, a glance calculated to reduce all
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  his foes to ashes. At last, he was set inspired to pull the
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  court attached to the driver's elbow and stop the carriage, telling him to drive
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  back to Letennyee Street. The fact was it was urgently necessary for mister Goliatkin,
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  probably for the sake of his own peace of mind, to say something
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  very interesting to his doctor Kristian Ivanovitch. And though he had made Kristian Ivanovitch's
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  acquaintance quite recently, having indeed only paid him a single visit, and that
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  one the previous week to consult him about some symptom. But a doctor,
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  as they say, is like a priest, and it would be stupid for
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  him to keep out of sight. And indeed it was his duty to know
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  his patience. Will it be all right? Though? Our hero went on
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  getting out of the carriage at the door of a five story house in Litennyee
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  Street, at which he had told the driver to stop the carriage. Will
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  it be all right? Will it be proper? Will it be appropriate?
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  After all though, he went on thinking as he mounted the stairs, out
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  of breath and trying to suppress the beating of his heart, which had the
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  habit of beating on all other people's staircases. After all, it's my own
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  business, and there's nothing reprehensible in it. It would be stupid to keep
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  out of sight. Ay, of course, I shall behave as though I
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  were quite all right, and have simply looked in as I passed. He
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  will see that it's all just as it should be. Reasoning like this,
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  mister Goyatkin mounted to the second story and stopped before flat number five, on
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  which there was a handsome brass doorplate with the inscription Kristian Ivanovitch Proutensepits, Doctor
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  of Medicine, and surgery. Stopping at the door, our hero made haste
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  to assume an air of propriety, ease, and even of a certain affability,
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  and prepared to pull the bell. As he was about to do so,
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  he promptly and rather appropriately reflected that it might be better to come tomorrow,
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  and that it was not very pressing for the moment. But as he
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  suddenly heard footsteps on the stairs, he immediately changed his mind again and at
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  once ran Kristian Ivanovitch's bell with an air moreover of great determination. End of
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  chapter one, Chapter two. The doctor of Medicine and Surgery Kristian Ivanovitch protense
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  Bits, a very hale, though elderly man with thick eyebrows and whiskers that
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  were beginning to turn, gray eyes with an expressive gleam in them, that
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  looked capable of routing every disease, and lastly, with orders of some distinction
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  on his breast, was sitting in his consulting room that morning in his comfortable
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  armchair. He was drinking coffee which his wife had brought him with her own
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  hand, smoking a cigar, and from time to time writing prescriptions for his
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  patients. After prescribing a draft for an old man who was suffering from hemorrhoids,
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  and seeing the aged patient out by the side door, Kristiana Ivanovitch sat
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  down to await the next visitor. Mister Goyatkin walked in. Apparently Kristian Ivanovitch
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  did not in the least expect nor desire to see mister Goliadkin, for he
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  was suddenly taken aback for a moment, and his countenance unconsciously assumed a strange
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  and one may almost say, a displeased expression, as mister Golyadkin almost always
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  turned up inappropriately and was thrown into confusion whenever he approached anyone about his own
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  little affairs. On this occasion, too, he was desperately embarrassed, having
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  neglected to get ready his first sentence, which was invariably a stumbling block for
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  him on such occasions, he muttered something apparently an apology, and, not
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  knowing what to do next, took a chair and sat down. But realizing
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  that he had sat down without being asked to do so, he was immediately
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  conscious of his lapse and made haste to efface his offense against etiquette and good
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  breeding by promptly getting up again from the seat. He had taken uninvited.
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  Then, on second thoughts, dimly perceiving that he had committed two stupid blunders
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  at once, he immediately decided to commit a third, that is, tried
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  to right himself, muttered something, smiled, blushed, and was overcome with
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  embarrassment, sank into expressive silence, and finally sat down for good and did
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  not get up again. Only to protect himself from all contingencies. He looked
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  at the doctor with that defiant glare, which had an extraordinary power of figuratively
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  crushing mister Golyadkin's enemies and reducing them to ashes. This glance, moreover,
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  expressed to the full mister Golyadkin's independence, that is to speak, plainly,
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  the fact that mister Goladkin was all right, that he was quite himself like
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  everybody else, and that there was nothing wrong in his upper story. Kristian
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  Ivanovitch coughed, cleared his throat, apparently in token of approval and assent to
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  all this, and bent an inquisitorial interrogative gaze upon his visitor. I have
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  come to trouble you a second time, Kristian Ivanovitch began, mister Goyadkin with
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  a smile. And now I ventured to ask your indulgence a second time.
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  He was obviously a loss for words. Hmm, yes, pronounced Krestyan Ivanovitch,
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  puffing out a spiral of smoke and putting down his cigar on the table.
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  But you must follow the treatment prescribed to you. I explained to you
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  that it would be beneficial to your health if you made a change of habits
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  entertainment for instance. And well, friends, you should visit your acquaintances and
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  not be hostile to the bottle, and likewise keep cheerful company. Mister Goyadkin,
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  still smiling, hastened to observe that he thought he was like everyone else,
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  that he lived by himself, that he had entertainments like everyone else,
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  that of course he might go to the theater, for he had the means
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  like everyone else, that he spent the day at the office and the evenings
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  at home, that he was quite all right. He even observed in passing
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  that he was, so far as he could see, as good as anyone,
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  that he lived at home, and finally that he had Petrushka. At
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  this point, mister Goyadkin hesitated, hum, No, that is not the
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  order of forces I want, and that is not at all what I would
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  ask you. I am interested to know. In general. Are you a
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  great lover of cheerful company? Do you take advantages of festive occasions? And
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  well? Do you lead a melancholy or cheerful manner of life? Kristian Ivanovitch
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  I, hum, I tell you, interrupted the doctor, that you must
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  have a radical change of life. Must, in a certain sense break in
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  your character. Kristian Ivanovitch played special stress on the word break in and paused
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  for a moment with a very significant air. Must not shrink from gayety,
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  must visit entertainments and clubs, and in any case be not hostile to the
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  bottle. Sitting at home is not right for you. Sitting at home is
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  impossible for you. I like quiet, Kristian Ivanovitch, said mister Goolyadkin,
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  with a significant look at the doctor and evidently seeking words to express his ideas
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  more successfully. In my flat, there's only me and Petrushka. I mean,
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  my man, Kristian Ivanovitch. I mean to say, Chris down Ivanovitch,
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  that I go my way, my own way. Kristian Ivanovitch, I
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  keep myself to myself, and so far as I can see. I am
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  not dependent on anyone. I go out for walks too, Kristian Ivanovitch.
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  What, yes, well, nowadays there's nothing agreeable in walking. The climate's
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  extremely bad, quite so, Krestyan Ivanovitch. Though I'm a peaceable man,
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  Kristianavanovitch, as I've had the honor of explaining to you already. Yet my
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  way lies apart, Kristian Ivanovitch. The ways of life are manifold. I
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  mean, I mean to say, Kristian Ivanovitch, excuse me. Kristan Ivanovitch,
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  I have no great gift for eloquent speaking. Hmm, you say,
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  I say you must excuse me, Kristian Ivanovitch. That, as far as
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  I can see, I am no great hand at eloquence in speaking. Mister
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  Goliodkin articulated, stammering and hesitating in a half aggrieved voice. In that respect,
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  Kristian Ivanovitch, I'm not quite like other people, he added, with
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  a peculiar your smile. I can't talk much and have never learned to embellish
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  my speech with literary graces. On the other hand, I act Kristian Ivanovitch.
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  On the other hand, I act Kristian Ivanovitch. Hm, how's that
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  you act, responded Kristian Ivanovitch. Then silence followed for half a minute.
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  The doctor looked somewhat strangely and mistrustfully at his visitor. Mister Golyodkin, for
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  his part, too, stole a rather mistrustful glance at the doctor Kristian Ivanovitch.
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  He began going on again in the same tone as before, somewhat irritated
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  and puzzled by the doctor's extreme obstinacy. I like tranquility and not the noisy,
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  gayety of the world among them. I mean, in the noisy world,
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  Kristian Ivanovitch. One must be able to polish the floor with one's boots.
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  Here, mister Golyadkin made a slight scrape on the floor with his toe.
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  They expected, and they expect puns too. One must know how to
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  make a perfumed compliment. That's what they expect there, and I've not learnt
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  to do it, Kristian Ivanovitch. I've never learned all those tricks. I've
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  never had the time. I'm a simple person and not ingenious, and I've
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  no external polish on that side. I surrender, Krestan Ivanovitch. I lay
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  down my arms, speaking in that sense. All this, mister Goyadkin pronounced
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  with an air which made it perfectly clear that our hero was far from regretting
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  that he was laying down his arms in that sense, and that he had
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  not learned those tricks. Quite the contrary. Indeed, as Kristian Ivanovitch listened
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  to him, he looked down with a very unpleasant grimace on his face,
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  seeming to have a presentiment of something. Mister Goyadkin's tirade was followed by a
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  rather long and significant silence. You have, I think departed a little from
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  the subject, Krestyan Ivanovitch said at last, in a low voice. I
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  confess I cannot altogether understand you. I'm not a great hand at eloquent speaking,
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  Kristian Ivanovitch. I've had the honor to inform you. Kristian Ivanovitch already
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  said mister Goya, speaking this time in a sharp and resolute tone. Hmm.
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  Kristian Ivanovitch began mister Gooyatkin again in a low but more significant voice,
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  in a somewhat solemn style and emphasizing every point. Kristiana Ivanovitch, when I
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  came in here, I began with apologies. I repeat the same thing again
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  and again, ask for your indulgence. There's no need for me to conceal
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  it, Kristian Ivanovitch. I'm an unimportant man, as you already know.
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  But fortunately for me, I do not regret being an unimportant man. Quite
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  the contrary, indeed, Kristian Ivanovitch. And to be perfectly frank, I'm
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  proud that I'm not a great man, but an unimportant man. I'm not
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  one to intrigue, and I'm proud of that too. I don't act on
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  the sly, but openly and without cunning. And although I could do harm
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  too, and a great deal of harm indeed, and know to whom and
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  how to do it, Kristian Ivanovitch, yet I won't sully myself. And
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  in that sense I wash my hand. In that sense, I say I
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  wash them, Krestown Ivanovitch. Mister Goyadkin paused expressively for a moment he spoke
• 23:07
  with mild fervor. I set to work, Krestown Ivanovitch, our hero continued
• 23:11
  directly, openly, by no devious ways, for I disdain them and leave
• 23:17
  them to others. I do not try to degrade those who are perhaps purer
• 23:22
  than you and I. That is, I mean I and they, Krestown
• 23:25
  Ivanovitch, I didn't mean you. I don't like an insinuation. I've no
• 23:29
  taste for contemptible duplicity. I'm disgusted by slander and calumny. I only put
• 23:34
  on a mask at a masquerade, and I don't wear one before people every
• 23:38
  day. I only ask you, Kristian Ivanovitch, how would you revenge yourself
• 23:42
  upon your enemy, your most malignant enemy, the one you would consider as
• 23:48
  such, mister Goyadkin concluded, with a challenging glance at Krestyan Ivanovitch. Though
• 23:55
  mister goyad can pronounce this with the utmost distinctness and clearness, weighing his words
• 24:00
  with a self confident air and reckoning on their probable effect. Yet meanwhile he
• 24:04
  looked at Krestian Ivanovitch with anxiety, with great anxiety, with extreme anxiety.
• 24:11
  Now he was all eyes and timidly waited for the doctor's answer with irritable and
• 24:15
  agonized impatience. But to the perplexity and complete amazement of our hero, Kristian
• 24:22
  Ivanovitch only muttered something to himself, and then he moved his armchair up to
• 24:26
  the table, and rather dryly, though politely, announced something to the effect
• 24:30
  that his time was precious and that he did not quite understand that he was
• 24:33
  ready, however, to attend to him as far as he was able,
• 24:37
  but he would not go into anything further that did not concern him. At
• 24:41
  this point, he took the pen, drew a piece of paper towards him,
• 24:45
  cut out of it the usual long strip, and announced that he would
• 24:48
  immediately prescribe what was necessary. No, it's not necessary, Kristian Ivanovitch.
• 24:52
  No, that's not necessary at all, said mister Goyatkin, getting up from
• 24:56
  his seat and clutching Kristian Ivandovitch's right hand. That isn't what's wanted, Kristian
• 25:02
  Ivanovitch. And while he said this, a queer change came over him.
• 25:07
  His gray eyes gleamed strangely, his lips began to quiver, All the muscles,
• 25:11
  all the features of his face began moving and working. He was trembling
• 25:15
  all over. After stopping the doctor's hand, mister Goyadkin followed his first movement
• 25:19
  by standing motionless, as though he had no confidence in himself and were waiting
• 25:26
  for some inspiration to further action then followed a rather strange scene. Somewhat perplexed,
• 25:33
  Krestian Ivanovitch seemed for a moment rooted to his chair and gazed open eyed
• 25:37
  in bewilderment at mister Goyadkin, who looked at him in the exact same way.
• 25:41
  At last, Krestian Ivanovitch stood up gently, holding the lining of mister
• 25:45
  Goyadkin's coat. For some seconds, they both stood like that, motionless,
• 25:49
  with their eyes fixed on each other. Then, however, in an extraordinarily
• 25:55
  strange way, came mister Goyadkin's second movement. His lips trembled, his chin
• 26:00
  began twitching, and our hero quit unexpectedly burst into tears, sobbing, shaking
• 26:06
  his head and striking himself on the chest with his right hand, while with
• 26:10
  his left clutching the lining of the doctor's coat. He tried to say something
• 26:14
  and to make some explanation, but could not utter a word. At last,
• 26:18
  Kristian Ivanovitch recovered from his amazement. Come calm yourself, he brought out
• 26:22
  at last, trying to make mister Goyadkin sit down in an armchair. I
• 26:27
  have enemies, Kristian Ivanovitch. I have enemies. I have malignant enemies who
• 26:32
  have sworn to ruin me. Mister Goyadkin answered in a frightened whisper. Come,
• 26:37
  come, why enemies. You mustn't talk about enemies. You really mustn't
• 26:41
  sit down, Sit down. Kristian Ivanovitch went down, getting mister Goyadkin once
• 26:45
  for all into the armchair. Mister Goyatkin sat down at last, still keeping
• 26:51
  his eyes fixed upon the doctor with an extremely displeased air. Krestyan Ivanovitch strode
• 26:56
  from one end of the room to the other a long silence. It's followed,
• 27:00
  I'm grateful to you, Krestyan Ivanovitch. I'm very grateful, and I'm
• 27:03
  very sensible of all you've done for me. Now to my dying day,
• 27:07
  I shall never forget your kindness, Kristian Ivanovitch said, mister Golyadkin, getting
• 27:11
  up from his seat with an offended air. Come give over, I tell
• 27:15
  you, give over. Kristian Ivanovitch responded rather sternly to mister Golyadkin's outburst,
• 27:21
  making him sit down again. Well, what's the matter, Tell me what
• 27:25
  is unpleasant? Krstian Ivanovitch went on, And what enemies are you talking about?
• 27:29
  What is wrong. No, Kristian Avanovitch, we'd better leave that now,
• 27:33
  answered mister Goladkin, casting down his eyes. Let us put all that
• 27:37
  aside for the time, till another time, Krestyanovanovitch, Till a more convenient
• 27:41
  moment when everything will be discovered and the masks fall off certain faces and something
• 27:47
  comes to light. But meanwhile, now, of course, after what has
• 27:49
  passed between us, you will agree yourself, Krestian Ivanovitch, allow me to
• 27:56
  wish you good morning, Kristian Ivanovitch, said mister Golyadkin, getting up gravely
• 28:00
  and resolutely and taking his hat. Oh well, as you like, hm.
• 28:06
  A moment of silence followed. For my part, you know whatever I
• 28:08
  can do, and I sincerely wish you well. I understand you, Kristian
• 28:12
  Ivanovitch. I understand, I understand you perfectly. Now in any case,
• 28:18
  excuse me for having troubled you. Kristian Ivanovitch. Hmm, No, I
• 28:22
  didn't mean that. However, as you please go on taking the medicines as
• 28:26
  before, I will go on with the medicines, as you say, Kristian
• 28:30
  Ivanovitch. I will go on with them, and I will get them at
• 28:33
  the same chemists. To be a chemist nowadays, Kristian Ivanovitch, is an
• 28:37
  important business. How SOO, in what sense do you mean? In a
• 28:42
  very ordinary sense, Kristian Ivanovitch. I mean to say that nowadays that's the
• 28:47
  way of the world. Hmm. And that every still youngster, not only
• 28:52
  a chemist's boy, turns up his nose at respectable people. Hm. How
• 28:56
  do you understand that I am speaking of a certain person, Kristiana Ivanovitch,
• 29:00
  of a common acquaintance of oars, Krestianovanovitch, of Vladimir Semyonovitch. Ah,
• 29:07
  yes, Kristian Ivanovitch. And I know certain people Kristianovanovitch, who don't quite
• 29:11
  keep to the general rule of telling the truth sometimes. Ah, how so,
• 29:17
  why, yes, it is so, But that's neither here nor there.
• 29:19
  They sometimes managed to serve you up a fine egg in gravy. What
• 29:25
  serve up? What an egging gravy, Kristian Ivanovitch. It's a Russian saying.
• 29:30
  They know how to congratulate someone at the right moment. For instance,
• 29:33
  there are people like that congratulate, Yes, congratulate Kristian Ivanovitch, as someone
• 29:41
  I know very well did the other day, someone you know very well.
• 29:45
  Ah, how is that, said Kristian Ivanovitch, looking attentively at mister Golyatkin.
• 29:49
  Yes, someone I know very well, indeed, congratulated someone else I
• 29:53
  know very well. And what's more, a comrade, a friend of his
• 29:57
  heart, on his promotion, on his receiving the rank of assessor. This
• 30:03
  was how it happened to come up. I'm exceedingly glad of the opportunity to
• 30:07
  offer you, Vladimir Semyonovitch, my congratulations, my sincere congratulations on your receiving
• 30:14
  the rank of assessor. And I'm the more pleased as all the world knows
• 30:18
  that there are old women nowadays who tell fortunes. At this point, mister
• 30:22
  Goyadkin gave a sly nod and, screwing up his eyes, looked at Kristian
• 30:26
  Ivanovitch. Hmm, so he said that he did. Kristian Ivanovitch, he
• 30:33
  did say it, and glanced at once at Andre Filopovitch, the uncle of
• 30:37
  our prince charming Vladimir Semyonovitch. But what is it to me, Kristian Ivanovitch,
• 30:44
  that he has been made an assessor? What is it to me?
• 30:47
  And he wants to get married and the milk is scarcely dry on his lips.
• 30:51
  If I may be allowed the expression, and I said it much,
• 30:55
  Vladimir Semyonovitch said, I I've said everything. Now allow me to withdraw.
• 31:00
  Hm, yes, Krestyan Ivanovitch, allow me now, I say to withdraw,
• 31:06
  but to kill two birds with one stone. As I twitted our young
• 31:10
  gentleman with the old woman, I turned to Clara Olsufyena. It all happened
• 31:15
  the day before at Olsufi y Ivanovitch's and she had only just sung a song
• 31:19
  full of feeling. You've sung songs full of feeling, madam, said I,
• 31:23
  but they've not been listened to with a pure heart. And by that
• 31:27
  I hinted plainly, Krestyan Ivanovitch hinted plainly that they were not running after her
• 31:33
  now but looking higher. Ah, And what did he say? He swallowed
• 31:37
  the pill, Kristian Ivanovitch as the saying is HM, yes, Kristian Ivanovitch.
• 31:44
  To the old man himself too, I said, Ol Sufi Ivanovitch said,
• 31:48
  I I know how much I'm indebted to you. I appreciate to the
• 31:52
  full all the kindness you've showered upon me from my childhood up. But open
• 31:56
  your eyes, ol Sufi Ivanovitch said, I look about you. I myself
• 32:00
  do things openly and above board, o Sufy Ivanovitch. Oh, really,
• 32:06
  yes, Kristian Ivanovitch. Really what did he say? Yes? What?
• 32:10
  Indeed, Kristian Ivanovitch, he mumbled one thing and another, and I know
• 32:15
  you and that his excellency was a benevolent man. He rambled on. But
• 32:20
  there you know, he's begun to be a bit shaky, as they say,
• 32:23
  with old age. Ah, so that's how it is now, yes,
• 32:28
  Krestoan Ivanovitch, And that's how we all are, poor old man.
• 32:30
  He looks toward the grave, breathes incense, as they say, while they
• 32:35
  concoct a piece of womanish gossip, and he listens to it. Without him,
• 32:38
  they wouldn't gossip, you say, yes, Kristian Ivanovitch, they've concocted
• 32:45
  a womanish scandal. Our bear too had a finger in it, and his
• 32:49
  nephew are prince charming. They've joined hands with the old women, and of
• 32:52
  course they've concocted the affair. Would you believe it? They plotted the murder
• 32:58
  of someone, the murder of someone, yes, Kristian Ivanovitch, the moral
• 33:02
  murder, of someone they spread about. I'm speaking of a man I know
• 33:07
  very well. Kristiana Ivanovitch nodded. They spread rumors about him. I confess
• 33:12
  I'm ashamed to repeat them. Kristian Ivanovitch. Hmm. They spread a rumor
• 33:16
  that he had signed a promise to marry though he was already engaged in another
• 33:21
  quarter. And would you believe it, Kristian Ivanovitch, to whom really,
• 33:25
  to a cook, to a disreputable German woman from whom he used to get
• 33:30
  his dinners instead of paying what he owed, he offered her his hand.
• 33:35
  Is that what they say? Would you believe it? Kristian Ivanovitch a low
• 33:38
  German and nasty, shameless German, Karolina Ivanovna, If you know, I
• 33:44
  confess. For my part, I understand you, Kristian Ivanovitch, I understand,
• 33:49
  and for my part I feel it. Tell me, please, where
• 33:51
  are you living now? Where am I living now? Kristian Ivanovitch, Yes,
• 33:55
  I want I believe you used to live, Yes, Kristian Vanovitch,
• 34:00
  I did. I used to to be sure I lived, answered mister Golyadkin,
• 34:05
  accompanying his words with a little laugh and somewhat disconcerting Kristian Ivanovitch by his
• 34:10
  answer, No, you misunderstood me. I meant to say, I too,
• 34:15
  meant to say, Kristian Ivanovitch. I meant it too, mister Golyadkin
• 34:20
  continued laughing, But I've kept you far too long, Krestyan Ivanovitch. I
• 34:24
  hope you will allow me now to wish you good morning. Hmm, yes,
• 34:29
  Krestyan Ivanovitch, I understand you. I fully understand you now, said
• 34:32
  our hero with a slight flourish before Kristian Ivanovitch, and so permit me to
• 34:37
  wish you good morning. At this moment, our hero made a scrape with
• 34:42
  the toe of his boot and walked out of the room, leaving Kristian Ivanovitch
• 34:45
  in the utmost amazement. As he went down the doctor's stairs, he smiled
• 34:50
  and rubbed his hands gleefully on the steps, breathing the fresh air and feeling
• 34:53
  himself at liberty. He was certainly prepared to admit that he was the happiest
• 34:58
  of mortals, and there upon to go straight to his office. When suddenly
• 35:01
  his carriage rumbled up to the door. He glanced at it and remembered everything.
• 35:07
  Patrushka was already opening the carriage door. Mister Golyadkin was completely overwhelmed by
• 35:12
  a strong and unpleasant sensation. He blushed, as it were, for a
• 35:15
  moment something seemed to stab him. He was just about to raise his foot
• 35:20
  to the carriage step when he suddenly turned round and looked towards Krestian Ivanovitch's window.
• 35:24
  Yes, it was so. Kristian Ivanovitch was standing at the window,
• 35:29
  was stroking his whiskers with his right hand and staring with some curiosity at the
• 35:32
  hero of our story. That doctor is silly, thought mister Golyadkin, huddling
• 35:37
  out of sight in the carriage, extremely silly. He may treat his patience
• 35:42
  all right, but still he's as stupid as a post. Mister Goyadkin sat
• 35:46
  down, Patrushka shouted off, and the carriage rolled towards the Nevsky Prospect again.
• 35:52
  End of chapter two, Chapter three. All that morning was spent by
• 36:02
  mister Golyadkin in a strange bustle of activity. On reaching the Nevsky Prospect,
• 36:08
  our hero told the driver to stop at the bazaar. Skipping out of his
• 36:13
  carriage, he ran to the arcade, accompanied by Petrushka, and went straight
• 36:16
  to a shop where gold and silver articles were for sale. One could see
• 36:21
  from his very air that he was overwhelmed with business and had a terrible amount
• 36:25
  to do, arranging to purchase a complete dinner and tea service for fifteen hundred
• 36:30
  roubles, and including in the bargain for that sum a cigar case of ingenious
• 36:35
  form and a silver shaving set, and finally asking the price of some other
• 36:39
  articles useful and agreeable in their own way. He ended by promising to come
• 36:45
  without fail the next day, or to send for his purchases the same day.
• 36:50
  He took the number of the shop, and, listening attentively to the
• 36:52
  shopkeeper, who was very pressing for a small deposit, said that he should
• 36:57
  have it all in good time, after which he took leave of the amazed
• 37:01
  shopkeeper, and, followed by a regular flock of shopmen, walked along the
• 37:07
  arcade, continually looking around at Patrushka and diligently seeking out fresh shops. On
• 37:13
  the way, he dropped into a money changer's and changed all his big notes
• 37:16
  into small ones, and though he lost on the exchange, his pocketbook was
• 37:21
  considerably fatter, which evidently afforded him extreme satisfaction. Finally, he stopped at
• 37:27
  a shop for ladies dress materials. Here too, After deciding to purchase goods
• 37:31
  for a considerable sum, mister Goyadkin promised to come again, took the number
• 37:37
  of the shop, and on being asked for a deposit, assured the shopkeeper
• 37:40
  that he should have a deposit too, all in good time. Then he
• 37:45
  visited several other shops, making purchases in each of them, asked the price
• 37:49
  of various things, sometimes arguing a long time with the shopkeeper, going out
• 37:52
  of the shop and returning two or three times. In fact, he displayed
• 37:57
  exceptional activity from the arcade. Our hero went to a well known furniture shop
• 38:01
  where he ordered furniture for six rooms. He admired a fashionable and very ingenious
• 38:07
  toilet table for lady's use in the latest style, and assuring the shopkeeper that
• 38:12
  he would certainly send for all these things, walked out of the shop as
• 38:15
  usual, promising a deposit. Then he went off somewhere else and ordered something
• 38:21
  more. In short, there seemed to be no end to the business he
• 38:23
  had to get through. At last, mister Goliadkin seemed to grow heartily sick
• 38:29
  of it all, and he began goodness sws why to be tormented by the
• 38:32
  stings of conscience. Nothing would have induced him now, for instance, to
• 38:37
  meet Andre Filopovitch or even crestyaan Ivanovitch. At last, the town clock struck
• 38:43
  three when mister Goliadkin finally took his seat in the carriage. Of all the
• 38:49
  purchases he had made that morning, he had, it appeared, in reality,
• 38:52
  only got a pair of gloves and a bottle of scent that caused a
• 38:55
  ruble and a half. As it was still rather early, he ordered his
• 39:00
  coachman to stop near a well known restaurant in Nevsky, Prospect, which he
• 39:05
  only knew by reputation, got out of the carriage and hurried in to have
• 39:07
  a light lunch, to rest and to wait for the hour fixed for the
• 39:12
  dinner. Lunching as a man lunches who has the prospect before him of going
• 39:15
  out to a sumptuous dinner, that is, taking a snack of something in
• 39:20
  order to still the pangs, as they say, and drinking one small glass
• 39:23
  of vodka, mister Goyatkin established himself in an armchair, and modestly looking about
• 39:30
  him, peacefully settled down to an emaciated Nationalist paper. After reading a couple
• 39:35
  of lines, he stood up and looked in the looking glass, set himself
• 39:38
  to rights, and smoothed himself down. Then he went to the window and
• 39:43
  looked to see whether his carriage was there. Then he sat down again in
• 39:46
  his place and took up the paper. It was noticeable that our hero was
• 39:51
  in great excitement, glancing at his watch and seeing that it was only a
• 39:55
  quarter past three, and that he had consequently a good time to wait,
• 39:59
  and and at the same time of the opinion that to sit like that was
• 40:02
  unsuitable. Mister Goliadkin ordered chocolate, though he felt no particular inclination for it
• 40:08
  at the moment. Drinking the chocolate, and noticing that the time had moved
• 40:13
  on a little, he went up to pay his bill. He turned round
• 40:16
  and saw facing him two of his colleagues, the same two he had met
• 40:20
  that morning in Lietennie Street. Young men very much his juniors, both in
• 40:24
  age and in rank. Our Hero's relations with them were neither one thing nor
• 40:29
  the other, neither particularly friendly nor openly hostile. Good manners were of course
• 40:35
  observed on both sides. There was no closer intimacy, nor could there be
• 40:39
  the meeting at this moment was extremely distasteful to mister Golyadkin. He frowned a
• 40:45
  little and was disconcerted. For an instance, Yakov Petrovitch. Yakov Petrovitch chirped
• 40:51
  the two registered clerks. You there, what brings you? Ah? It
• 40:53
  is you, gentlemen, mister Golyadkin interrupted hurriedly, somewhat embarrassed and skin vandalized
• 41:00
  by the amazement of the clerks and by the abruptness of their address, but
• 41:04
  feeling obliged, however, to appear jaunty and free and easy. You've deserted
• 41:08
  gentlemen. Then to keep up his dignity and to condescend to the juveniles with
• 41:14
  whom he never overstepped certain limits. He attempted to slap one of the youths
• 41:19
  on the shoulder, but this effort at good fellowship did not succeed, and,
• 41:22
  instead of being a well bred little jest, produced quite a different effect.
• 41:28
  Well at our bear, is he still at the office? Who's that?
• 41:31
  Yakov Petrovitch? Why the bear do you mean to say? You don't
• 41:36
  know whose name that is? Mister Goyatkin laughed and turned to the cashier to
• 41:39
  take his change. I mean, Andrei Filopovitch, gentleman. He went on,
• 41:44
  finishing with the cashier and turning to the clerks, this time with a
• 41:47
  very serious face. The two registered clerks winked at one another. He's still
• 41:52
  at the office and asking for you, Yakov Petrovitch, answered one of them.
• 41:55
  At the office day. In that case, let him stay, gentlemen,
• 42:00
  and asking for me. Eh, he was asking for you, Yakov
• 42:02
  Petrovitch. But what's up with you? Scentled, palmated and such a swell.
• 42:08
  Nothing, gentlemen, Nothing, that's enough, answered mister Goyadkin, looking
• 42:13
  away with a constrained smile. Seeing that mister Goyadkin was smiling, the clerks
• 42:16
  laughed aloud. Mister Goyadkin was a little offended. I'll tell you, as
• 42:22
  friends, gentlemen, our hero said, after a brief silence, as though
• 42:24
  making up his mind, which indeed was the case, to reveal something to
• 42:29
  them. You all know me, gentlemen, but hitherto you've known me only
• 42:32
  on one side. No one is to blame for that, and I'm conscious
• 42:37
  that the fault has been partly my own. Mister Goyadkin pursed up his lips
• 42:40
  and looked significantly at the clerks. The clerks winked at one another again.
• 42:46
  Hitherto, gentlemen, you have not known me to explain myself here, and
• 42:51
  now would not quite be appropriate. I will only touch on it lightly in
• 42:54
  passing. There are people gentlemen who dislike roundabout ways, and only they mask
• 43:00
  themselves at masquerades. There are people who do not see man's highest avocation in
• 43:05
  polishing the floor with their boots. There are people gentlemen who refuse to say
• 43:09
  that they are happy and enjoying a full life when, for instance, their
• 43:13
  trousers set properly. There are people, finally, who dislike dashing and whirling
• 43:19
  about for no object, fawning, licking the dust, and above all,
• 43:22
  gentlemen poking their noses where they are not wanted. I've told you almost everything,
• 43:27
  gentlemen, Now allow me to withdraw. Mister Goyatkin paused, as the
• 43:31
  register clerks had now got all that they wanted. Both of them, with
• 43:36
  great incibility, burst into shouts of laughter. Mister goyat Can flared up.
• 43:40
  Laugh away, gentlemen, laugh away for the time being. If you live
• 43:44
  long enough, you will see, he said, with a feeling of offended
• 43:46
  dignity, taking his hat and retreating to the door. But I will say
• 43:51
  more, gentlemen, he added, turning for the last time to the register
• 43:54
  clerks. I will say more. You are both here with me, face
• 43:58
  to face. This, gentleman, is my rule. If I fail,
• 44:01
  I don't lose heart. If I succeed, I persevere. And in any
• 44:06
  case, I am never underhand. I'm not one to intrigue, and I'm
• 44:08
  proud of it. I've never prided myself on diplomacy. They say, too,
• 44:14
  gentlemen, that the bird flies itself to the hunter. It's true,
• 44:16
  and I'm ready to admit it. But who's the hunter and who's the bird?
• 44:20
  In this case? That is still the question, gentlemen. Mister Golyadkin
• 44:24
  subsided into eloquent silence, and with a most significant air, that is,
• 44:29
  pursing up his lips and raising his eyebrows as high as possible, he bowed
• 44:34
  to the clerks and walked out, leaving them in the utmost amazement. What
• 44:37
  are your orders now, Petrusha asked, rather gruffly. He was probably weary
• 44:42
  of hanging about in the cold. What are your orders? He asked,
• 44:45
  mister Golyadkin, meeting the terrible withering glance with which our hero had protected himself
• 44:51
  twice already this morning, and to which he had recourse now for the third
• 44:54
  time, as he came down the steps to Ismaelovski Bridge to i Ismalovsky Bridge.
• 45:00
  Off Their dinner will not begin until after four or perhaps five o'clock,
• 45:06
  thought mister Goliatkin. Isn't it early now? However, I can go a
• 45:09
  little early. Besides, it's only a family dinner, and so I can
• 45:14
  go Saint Faisant, as they say among well bred people. Why shouldn't I
• 45:17
  go Saint Fassan. The bear told us too that it would be all Saint
• 45:22
  Fassan, and so I will be the same. Such were mister Golyatkin's reflections,
• 45:27
  and meanwhile his excitement grew more and more acute. It could be seen
• 45:30
  that he was preparing himself for some great enterprise. To say nothing more,
• 45:35
  he muttered to himself, gesticulated with his right hand, continually looked out of
• 45:38
  the carriage window, so that looking at mister Goliatkin, no one would have
• 45:43
  said that he was on his way to a good dinner, and only a
• 45:45
  simple dinner. In his family circle. Sat Fassan as they say among well
• 45:50
  bred people. Finally, just Atzmalovsky Bridge, mister Golyachtkin pointed out a house,
• 45:57
  and the carriage rolled up noisily and stopped at the first end on the
• 46:00
  right. Noticing a feminine figure at the second story window, mister Golyadkin kissed
• 46:05
  his hand to her. He had, however, not the slightest idea what
• 46:08
  he was doing, for he felt more dead than alive at the moment he
• 46:13
  got out of the carriage. Pale distracted, he mounted the steps, took
• 46:16
  off his hat, mechanically straightened himself, and though he felt a slight trembling
• 46:22
  in his knees, he went upstairs Old Sofya Ivanovitch. He inquired of the
• 46:25
  man who opened the door at home, Sir, at least he's not at
• 46:30
  home, His honor's not at home. What what do you mean, my
• 46:34
  good man, I've come to dinner, brother? Why you know me?
• 46:37
  To be sure? I know you, I've orders not to admit you.
• 46:39
  You you brother, you must be making a mistake. It's I my boy,
• 46:45
  I'm invited. I've come to dinner. Mister goyad Can announce, taking
• 46:50
  off his coat and displaying unmistakable intentions of going into the room. Allow me,
• 46:54
  sir. You can't, sir, I've orders not to admit you.
• 46:58
  I've orders to refuse you. That's how it is. Mister Boyadkin turned pale.
• 47:02
  At that very moment, the door of the inner room opened and Gerassivich,
• 47:07
  old soufy Ivanovitch's old butler, came out. You see, the gentleman
• 47:10
  wants to go in emel Yan Giosivitch and I, and you're a fool,
• 47:15
  Alexich. Go inside and send the rascal Semyonovich here. It's impossible, he
• 47:21
  said, politely but firmly, addressing mister Golyadkin. It's quite impossible. His
• 47:25
  honor begs you to excuse him. He can't see you, he said,
• 47:29
  he couldn't see me. Mister Golyadkin asked, uncertainly, excuse me, Garassivich,
• 47:34
  Why is it impossible. It's quite impossible. I've informed your honor,
• 47:38
  they said, ask him to excuse us. They can't see you. Why
• 47:43
  not? How's that? Why allow me? Allow me? How is it
• 47:46
  though it's out of the question. Announce me, how is it I've come
• 47:50
  to the dinner. Excuse me, excuse me? Ah, well, that's
• 47:54
  a different matter. They asked to be excused, but allow me, Garasovich,
• 47:59
  how is it, garach, excuse me, excuse me, replied Garassivich,
• 48:04
  very firmly, putting away mister Golyadkin's hand and making way for two gentlemen
• 48:07
  who walked into the entry at that very instant. The gentlemen in question were
• 48:13
  Andre Filopovitch and his nephew, Vladimir Semyonovitch. Both of them looked with amazement
• 48:20
  at mister Golyadkin. Andrey Filopovitch seemed about to say something, but mister Golyadkin
• 48:24
  had by now made up his mind. He was by now walking out of
• 48:28
  old Sofya Ivanovitch's entry, blushing and smiling, with eyes cast down in a
• 48:32
  countenance of helpless bewilderment. I will come afterwards, garassimych, I will explain
• 48:37
  myself. I hope that this all will, without delay be explained in due
• 48:40
  season, Yakov Petrovitch. Yakov Petrovitch, he heard the voice of Andrea Filopovitch
• 48:45
  following him. Mister Golyatkin was by that time on the first landing. He
• 48:51
  turned quickly to Andre Filopovitch, what do you desire Andrey Filopovitch. He said,
• 48:55
  in a rather resolute voice, what's wrong with you, Yakov pet in
• 49:00
  what way? No matter, Andre Filopovitch. It's on my own account here,
• 49:05
  this is my private life, Andre Filopovitch. What's that I say,
• 49:08
  Andre Filopovitch, that this is my private life? And as for my being
• 49:13
  here, as far as I can see, there's nothing reprehensible to be found
• 49:15
  in it. As regards my official relations, what as regards your official what's
• 49:22
  the matter with you, my good sir, Nothing, Andre Filopovitch, Absolutely
• 49:25
  nothing, an impudent slut of a girl, and nothing more? What what?
• 49:30
  Andre Filopovitch was stupefied with amazement. Mister Goyadkin, who had up till
• 49:36
  then looked as though he would fly into andre Fialopovitch's face. Seeing that the
• 49:40
  head of his office was laughing a little, almost unconsciously, took a step
• 49:45
  forward. Andre Filopovitch jumped back. Mister Goyadkin went up one step, then
• 49:50
  another. Andre Filopovitch looked about him uneasily. Mister Goyadkin mounted the stairs rapidly.
• 49:55
  Still more rapidly, Andre Filopovitch darted into the flat and slid the door
• 50:00
  after him. Mister Goolatkin was left alone. Everything grew dark before his eyes.
• 50:06
  He was utterly nonplussed, and stood now in a sort of senseless hesitation,
• 50:10
  as though recalling something extremely senseless too, that had happened quite recently.
• 50:15
  Eh eugh, he muttered, smiling with constraint. Meanwhile, there came the
• 50:20
  sounds of steps and voices on the stairs, probably of other guests invited by
• 50:23
  olsufy Ivanovitch. Mister Golyadkin recovered himself to some extent, put up his raccoon
• 50:30
  collar, concealing himself behind it as far as possible, and began going downstairs
• 50:35
  with rapid little steps, tripping and stumbling in his haste. He felt overcome
• 50:38
  by a sort of weakness and numbness. His confusion was such that when he
• 50:44
  came out onto the steps, he did not even wait for his carriage,
• 50:46
  but walked across the muddy court to it. When he reached his carriage and
• 50:51
  was about to get into it, mister Golyadkin inwardly uttered a desire to sink
• 50:54
  into the earth or to hide in a mouse hole. Together with his carriage.
• 50:59
  Seemed to him that everything in old sufy Ivanovitch's house was looking at him
• 51:02
  now out of every window. He knew that he would certainly die on the
• 51:07
  spot if he were to go back. What are you laughing at, blockhead,
• 51:10
  he said in a rapid mutter to Petrushka, who was preparing to help
• 51:14
  him into the carriage. What should I laugh at? I'm not doing anything.
• 51:17
  Where are we to drive now? Go home? Drive on home,
• 51:22
  off, shouted Petrushka, climbing onto the footboard. What a cross croak,
• 51:25
  thought mister Goliadkin. Meanwhile, the carriage had driven a great distance from Ismalovsky
• 51:30
  Bridge. Suddenly our hero pulled the cord with all his might and shouted to
• 51:35
  the driver to turn back at once. The coachman turned his horses and within
• 51:38
  two minutes was driving into ol Ivanovitch's yard again. Don't don't you fool back,
• 51:45
  shouted mister Golyadkin, and as though he were expecting this order, the
• 51:49
  driver made no reply, but, without stopping at the entrance, drove all
• 51:52
  round the courtyard and out into the street again. Mister Goliadkin did not drive
• 51:57
  home, but after passing the semyonov Ski Bridge, told the driver to return
• 52:01
  to a side street and stop near a restaurant of rather modest appearance. Getting
• 52:07
  out of the carriage, our hero settled up with the driver and so got
• 52:09
  rid of his equipage. At last he told Patrushka to go home and await
• 52:14
  his return, while he went into the restaurant, took a private room and
• 52:17
  ordered dinner. He felt very ill, and his brain was in the utmost
• 52:22
  confusion and chaos. For a long time, he walked up and down the
• 52:24
  room in agitation. At last he sat down in a chair, propped up
• 52:30
  his brow in his hands, and began doing his very utmost to consider and
• 52:34
  settle something relating to his present position. End of chapter three, Chapter four.
• 52:47
  That day, the birthday of Clara Osufiena, the only daughter of the
• 52:52
  Civil councilor Beverendyev at one time mister Goolyatkin's benefactor and patron, was being celebrated
• 52:58
  by a brilliant and sumptuous dinner party such as had not been seen for many
• 53:02
  a long day within the walls of the flats in the neighborhood of Ismaelovsky Bridge.
• 53:07
  A dinner more like some Balsazar's feast, with a suggestion of something Babylonian
• 53:14
  in its brilliant luxury and style, with viv kliko champagne, with oysters and
• 53:19
  fruit from Elysiyev's and Miliutans, with all sorts of fatted calves, and all
• 53:23
  braids of the government service. This festive array was to conclude with a brilliant
• 53:29
  ball, a small birthday ball, but yet brilliant in its taste, its
• 53:32
  distinction, and its style. Of course, I am willing to admit that
• 53:36
  similar balls do happen sometimes, though rarely. Such balls, more like family
• 53:40
  rejoicings than balls, can only be given in such houses as that of the
• 53:45
  civil councilor Brandjev. I will say more. I even doubt if such balls
• 53:51
  could be given in the houses of all civil councilors. Oh, if I
• 53:54
  were a poet such as Homer or Pushkin, I mean, of course,
• 53:58
  with any lesser talent, one would not venture. I should certainly have painted
• 54:02
  all that glorious day for you, oh, my readers, with a free
• 54:06
  brush and brilliant colors. Yes, I should begin my poem with my dinner.
• 54:10
  I should lay special stress on that striking and solemn moment when the first
• 54:15
  goblet was raised to the honor of the Queen of the fete, I should
• 54:19
  describe to you the guests plunged in irreverent silence and expectation, as eloquent as
• 54:24
  the rhetoric of Demosthenes. I should describe for you, then, how Andre
• 54:29
  Filopovitch, having as eldest of the guests some write to take precedence, adorned
• 54:34
  with his gray hairs and the orders that well befit gray hairs, got up
• 54:37
  from his seat and raised above his head the congratulatory glass of sparkling wine,
• 54:44
  brought from a distant kingdom to celebrate such occasions, and more like heavenly nectar
• 54:47
  than plain wine, I would portray for you the guests and the happy parents,
• 54:52
  raising their glasses too after Andre Filopovitch, and fastening upon him eyes full
• 54:58
  of expectation. I would describe for you how the same Andre Philopovitch, so
• 55:02
  often mentioned, after dropping a tear in the glass, delivered his congratulations and
• 55:07
  good wishes, proposed the toast, and drank the health. But I confess,
• 55:12
  I freely confess that I could not do justice to the solemn moment when
• 55:15
  the Queen of the Fete, Clara ol soviena blushing like a rose in spring,
• 55:21
  with a glow of bliss and of modesty, was so overcome by her
• 55:23
  feelings that she sank into the arms of her tender mamma. How that tender
• 55:29
  mamma shed tears, And how the father ol Sofya Ivanovitch, a hale old
• 55:32
  man and a privy councilor who had lost the use of his legs in his
• 55:37
  long years of service, and been rewarded by destiny for his devotion with investments,
• 55:42
  a house, some small estates and a beautiful daughter, sobbed like a
• 55:45
  little child and announced through his tears that his excellency was a benevolent man.
• 55:52
  I could not, I positively could not describe the enthusiasm that followed that moment
• 55:57
  in every heart, an enthusiasm clearly event in the conduct of a youthful register
• 56:01
  clerk, though at that moment he was more like a civil counselor than a
• 56:05
  register clerk, who was moved to tears two as he listened to Andre Filopovitch
• 56:10
  in his turn, too, Andre Filopovitch was, in that solemn moment quite
• 56:15
  unlike a collegiate counselor and the head of an office in the department. Yes,
• 56:20
  he was something else, what exactly I do not know, but not
• 56:22
  a collegiate councilor he was more exalted. Finally, oh, why do I
• 56:28
  not possess the secret of lofty, powerful language, of the sublime style to
• 56:32
  describe these grand and edifying moments of human life, which seemed created expressly to
• 56:38
  prove that virtue sometimes triumphs over in gratitude, free thinking, vice and envy.
• 56:45
  I will say nothing, but in silence, which will be better than
• 56:47
  any eloquence. I will point to that fortunate youth just entering on his twenty
• 56:52
  sixth spring to Vladimir Semyonovitch, andre Filopovitch's nephew, who in his turn now
• 56:59
  rose from a seat, who in his turn proposed a toast, and upon
• 57:02
  whom were fastened the tearful eyes of the parents, the proud eyes of andre
• 57:07
  Filopovitch, the modest eyes of the queen of the fete, the solemn eyes
• 57:10
  of the guests, and even the decorously envious eyes of some of the young
• 57:15
  man's youthful colleagues. I will say nothing of that, though I cannot refrain
• 57:20
  from observing that everything in that young man, who was indeed speaking in a
• 57:23
  complimentary sense more like an elderly than a young man. Everything from his blooming
• 57:30
  cheeks to his ascessorial rank seemed almost to proclaim aloud the lofty pinnacle a man
• 57:36
  can attain through morality and good principles. I will not describe how Anton Antonovitch
• 57:43
  Shiatochkin, a little old man as gray as a badger, the head clerk
• 57:46
  of a department, who was a colleague of Andre Filopovitch's, and had once
• 57:51
  been also of alsfi Ivanovitch's, and was an old friend of the family,
• 57:55
  and Clara Alsufyena's godfather, in his turn, proposed a toast crowed like a
• 58:00
  cock and cracked many little doakes. How by this extremely proper breach of propriety,
• 58:06
  if one may use such an expression, he made the whole company laugh
• 58:08
  till they cried, And how Clara ol Sophina, at her parent's bidding,
• 58:13
  rewarded him for his docularity and politeness with a kiss. I will only say
• 58:17
  that the guests, who must have felt like kinfolk and brothers after such a
• 58:22
  dinner, at last rose from the table, and the elderly and more solid
• 58:25
  guests, after a brief interval spent in friendly conversation, interspersed with some candid,
• 58:32
  though of course very polite and proper observations, went decorously into the next
• 58:38
  room, and without losing valuable time, promptly divided themselves up into parties,
• 58:45
  and, full of the sense of their own dignity, installed themselves at tables
• 58:50
  covered with green bez. Meanwhile, the ladies established in the drawing room suddenly
• 58:54
  became very affable and began talking about dress materials, and the venerable Hope host,
• 59:00
  who had lost the use of his legs in the service of loyalty and
• 59:02
  religion, and had been rewarded with all the secret blessings which we have enumerated
• 59:07
  above, began walking about on crutches among his guests, supported by Vladimir Semenovitch
• 59:14
  and Clara Osufena, and he, too, becoming suddenly extremely affable, decided
• 59:20
  to improvise a modest little dance, regardless of expense, and to that end,
• 59:23
  a nimble youth, the one who was more like a civil counselor than
• 59:27
  a youth, was dispatched to fetch musicians. And musicians to the number of
• 59:31
  eleven arrived and exactly at half past eight struck up the inviting strains of a
• 59:37
  French quadrille, followed by various other dances. It is needless to say that
• 59:43
  my pen is too weak, dull, and spiritless to describe the dance that
• 59:45
  owed its inspiration to the genial hospitality of the gray headed host. And how
• 59:52
  I ask, can the modest chronicler of mister Golyatkin's adventures, extremely interesting as
• 59:58
  they are in their own way, how can I depict the choice and rare
• 1:00:01
  mingling of beauty, brilliant style, gayety, polite, solidity and solid politeness,
• 1:00:07
  sportiveness, joy, all the mirth and playfulness of these wives and daughters
• 1:00:13
  of petty officials, more like fairies than ladies in a complimentary sense, with
• 1:00:17
  their lily shoulders and their rosy faces, their ethereal figures, their playfully agile,
• 1:00:22
  homeopathic to use the exalted language, appropriate little feet, how can I
• 1:00:29
  describe to you? Finally, the gallant officials, their partners, gay and
• 1:00:31
  solid youths, steady, gleeful, decorously vague, smoking a pipe in the
• 1:00:36
  intervals between the dancing in the little green room apart or not smoking a pipe
• 1:00:40
  in the intervals between the dances, every one of them with a highly respectable
• 1:00:45
  surname and rank in the service, all steeped in a sense of the elegant
• 1:00:50
  and a sense of their own dignity, almost all speaking French to their partners,
• 1:00:54
  or if Russian, only using the most well bred expressions, compliments and
• 1:01:00
  profound observations, and only in the smoking room, permitting themselves some genial lapses
• 1:01:05
  from this high tone, some phrases of cordial and friendly brevity, such for
• 1:01:09
  instance as pawn my soul, petka, you rake, you did kick off
• 1:01:14
  that polka in style, or I say, vasya, you dog, you
• 1:01:17
  did give your partner a time of it. For all this, as I've
• 1:01:21
  already had the honor of explaining, Oh, my readers, my pen fails
• 1:01:24
  me, and therefore I am dumb. Let us rather return to mister Koyatkin,
• 1:01:30
  the true and only hero of my very truthful tale. The fact is
• 1:01:34
  that he found himself now in a very strange position, to say the least
• 1:01:37
  of it. He was here also, gentlemen, that is, not at
• 1:01:42
  the dance, but almost at the dance. He was all right, though
• 1:01:45
  he could take care of himself. Yet at this moment he was a little
• 1:01:50
  astray. He was standing at that moment strange to say, on the landing
• 1:01:53
  of the back stairs to Old Soufia Ivanovitch's flat. But it was all right
• 1:01:59
  his standing there, He was quite well. He was standing in a corner,
• 1:02:01
  huddled in a place which was not very warm, though it was dark,
• 1:02:06
  partly hidden by a huge cupboard and an old screen, in the midst
• 1:02:08
  of rubbish, litter and odds and ends of all sorts, concealing himself for
• 1:02:13
  the time being, and watching the course of proceedings as a disinterested spectator.
• 1:02:19
  He was only looking on now, gentlemen, He too, gentlemen, might
• 1:02:22
  go in. Of course, why should he not go in? He had
• 1:02:25
  only to take one step, and he would go in, and would go
• 1:02:29
  in very adroitly. Just now, though he had been standing nearly three hours
• 1:02:34
  between the cupboard and the screen, in the midst of the rubbish, litter
• 1:02:37
  and odds and ends of all sorts, he was only quoting, in his
• 1:02:40
  own justification a memorable phrase of the French minister Villez, all things come in
• 1:02:46
  time to him who has the strength to wait. Mister Goyatkin had read this
• 1:02:51
  sentence in some book on a quite different subject, but now very aptly recalled
• 1:02:55
  it. The phrase to begin with was exceedingly appropriate to his present position,
• 1:03:00
  and indeed, why should it not occur to the mind of a man who
• 1:03:05
  had been waiting for almost three hours in the cold and dark in expectation of
• 1:03:08
  a happy ending to his adventures. After quoting very appropriately the phrase of the
• 1:03:14
  French minister Villas, mister Volyadkin immediately thought of the Turkish Vizier Martzimers, as
• 1:03:22
  well as of the beautiful Margrevin Louise, whose story he had read also in
• 1:03:27
  some book. Then it occurred to his mind that the Jesuits made it their
• 1:03:30
  rule that any means were justified if only the end were attained. Fortifying himself
• 1:03:35
  somewhat with this historical fact, mister Volyatkin said to himself, what were the
• 1:03:40
  Jesuits? The Jesuits were, every one of them very great fools, that
• 1:03:44
  he was better than any of them. That if only the refreshment room would
• 1:03:47
  be empty for one minute, the door of the refreshment room opened straight into
• 1:03:52
  the passage to the back stairs, where mister Volyadkin was in hiding. Now
• 1:03:57
  he would, in spite of all the Jeshi in the world, go straight
• 1:04:00
  in first from the refreshment room into the tea room. Then into the room
• 1:04:04
  where they were now playing cards, and then straight into the hall where they
• 1:04:09
  were now dancing the polka. He would go in, He would certainly go
• 1:04:12
  in, in spite of anything. He would go in. He would slip
• 1:04:15
  through and that would be all. No one would notice him, and once
• 1:04:18
  there he would know what to do. Well. So this is the position
• 1:04:23
  in which we find the hero of our perfectly true story. Though indeed it
• 1:04:28
  is difficult to explain what was passing in him at that moment. The fact
• 1:04:31
  is that he had made his way to the back stairs and to the passage
• 1:04:34
  on the ground that as he said, why shouldn't he? And everyone did
• 1:04:39
  go that way, but he had not ventured to penetrate. Further, evidently
• 1:04:43
  he did not dare to do so, not because there was anything he did
• 1:04:46
  not dare, just because he did not care to because he preferred to be
• 1:04:49
  in hiding. So here he was waiting now for a chance to slip in,
• 1:04:55
  and he had been waiting for it two hours and a half. Why
• 1:04:59
  not wait? Villes himself had waited. But what had Velles to do with
• 1:05:02
  it? Thought mister Wolyadkin. How does Valse come in? But how am
• 1:05:08
  I to to go and walk in, Eh, you dummy, said mister
• 1:05:12
  Goolyadkin, pinching his benumbed cheek with his benumbed fingers. You silly fool,
• 1:05:16
  You silly old Goliadkin, silly fool of a surname. But these compliments paid
• 1:05:21
  to himself were only by the way, and without any apparent aim. Now
• 1:05:26
  he was on the point of pushing forward and slipping in. The refreshment room
• 1:05:30
  was empty, and no one was in sight. Mister Goladkin saw all this
• 1:05:33
  through the little window. In two steps, he was at the door,
• 1:05:36
  and he had already opened it. Should he go in or not? Come?
• 1:05:40
  Should he or not? I'll go in? Why not? To the
• 1:05:43
  bold always lie open? Reassuring himself in this way, our hero suddenly and
• 1:05:47
  quite unexpectedly, retreated behind the screen. No, he thought, Ah,
• 1:05:53
  now somebody's coming in. Yes, they've come in. Why did I dawdle
• 1:05:57
  when there were no people about? Even so? Shall I go and slip
• 1:06:00
  in? No? How slip in? When a man has such a temperament
• 1:06:03
  fly, what a low tendency. I'm as scared as a hen, being
• 1:06:08
  scared as our special line. That's the fact of the matter. To be
• 1:06:11
  object on every occasion. Is our line? No need to ask us about
• 1:06:14
  that. Just stand here like a post, and that's all. At home,
• 1:06:16
  I should be having a cup of tea. Now. It would be
• 1:06:19
  pleasant too to have a cup of tea. If I come in later,
• 1:06:23
  Petrushka will grumble. Maybe shall I go home? Damnation? Take all this,
• 1:06:28
  I'll go and that'll be the end of it. Reflecting on his position
• 1:06:30
  in this way, mister Goliadkin dashed forward as though someone had touched a spring
• 1:06:35
  in him. In two steps, he found himself in the refreshment room,
• 1:06:39
  flung off his overcoat, took off his hat, hurriedly, thrust these things
• 1:06:43
  into a corner, straightened himself and smoothed himself down. Then then he moved
• 1:06:47
  on to the tea room, and from the tea room darted into the next
• 1:06:50
  room, slipped almost unnoticed between the card players, who were at the tip
• 1:06:55
  top of excitement. Then mister Goyadkin forgot everything that was going on about him
• 1:07:00
  and went straight as an arrow into the drawing room. As luck would have
• 1:07:03
  it, they were not dancing. The ladies were promenading up and down the
• 1:07:06
  room in picturesque groups. The gentlemen were standing about in twos and threes,
• 1:07:12
  or flitting about the room engaging partners. Mister Goolyadkin noticed nothing of this.
• 1:07:16
  He only saw Clara Osfyena near her, Andre Filopovitch, then Vladimir Semyonovitch,
• 1:07:24
  two or three officers, and finally two or three other young men, who
• 1:07:27
  were also very interesting, and as anyone could see at once, were either
• 1:07:32
  very promising or had actually done something. He saw someone else too, or
• 1:07:38
  rather he saw nobody and looked at nobody, but moved by the same spring
• 1:07:42
  which had sent him dashing into the midst of a ball to which he had
• 1:07:45
  not been invited. He moved forward, and then forwarder and forwarder. On
• 1:07:49
  the way, he jostled against a councilor and trod on his foot, and
• 1:07:53
  incidentally stepped on a very venerable old lady's dress and tore it a little,
• 1:07:58
  pushed against a servant with a tray, and then ran against somebody else,
• 1:08:01
  and not noticing all this, or rather noticing it, but at the same
• 1:08:04
  time looking at no one, pressing further and further forward, he suddenly found
• 1:08:10
  himself facing Clara or Southena. There is no doubt whatever that he would with
• 1:08:15
  the utmost delight at that moment, without winking an eyeland have sunk through the
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  earth. But what has been done once cannot be recalled, can never be
• 1:08:24
  recalled. What was he to do? If I fail, I don't lose
• 1:08:28
  heart. If I succeed, I persevere. Mister Goyatkin was of course not
• 1:08:31
  one to intrigue, and not accomplished in the art of polishing the floor with
• 1:08:35
  his boots, and so indeed it proved. Besides, the Jesuits had some
• 1:08:41
  hand in it too, though mister Gooyatkin had no thoughts to spare for them.
• 1:08:45
  Now, all the moving, noisy, talking, laughing groups were suddenly
• 1:08:49
  hushed, as though at a signal, and little by little crowded round mister
• 1:08:54
  Goyatkin. He, however, seemed to hear nothing, to see nothing.
• 1:08:58
  He could not look, He could not possibly look at anything. He kept
• 1:09:00
  his eyes on the floor, and so stood, giving himself his word of
• 1:09:04
  honor in passing to shoot himself one way or another that night. Making this
• 1:09:10
  vow, mister Gooyatkin inwardly said to himself, here goes, and to his
• 1:09:14
  own great astonishment, began unexpectedly to speak. He began with congratulations and polite
• 1:09:20
  wishes. The congratulations went off well, but over the good wishes, our
• 1:09:25
  hero stammered. He felt that if he stammered, all would be lost at
• 1:09:29
  once, And so it turned out. He stammered and floundered. Floundering,
• 1:09:31
  He blushed, Crimson blushing, He was overcome with confusion. In his confusion,
• 1:09:36
  he raised his eyes, raising his eyes, he looked about him,
• 1:09:40
  looking about him, he almost swooned. Everyone stood still. Everyone was silent,
• 1:09:45
  Everyone was waiting. A little way off, there was whispering. A
• 1:09:48
  little nearer, there was laughter. Mister Goyatkin fastened a humble, imploring look
• 1:09:53
  on Andre Filopovitch. Andre Filopovitch responded with such a look that if our hero
• 1:09:58
  had not been utterly rushed already, he certainly would have been crushed a second
• 1:10:02
  time, that is, if it were possible. The silence lasted long.
• 1:10:08
  This is rather concerned with my domestic circumstances and my private life, Andre Filopovitch,
• 1:10:13
  Our hero half dead, articulated in a scarcely audible voice. It is
• 1:10:16
  not an official incident, Andre Filopovitch. For shame, Sir, for shame,
• 1:10:20
  Andre Filopovitch pronounced in a half whisper. With an indescribable air of indignation,
• 1:10:27
  he pronounced these words, and giving Clara ol Soufina his arm, he
• 1:10:31
  turned away from mister Goyatkin. I've nothing to be ashamed of, Andre Filopovitch,
• 1:10:36
  answered mister Golyatkin, also in a whisper, turning his miserable eyes about
• 1:10:41
  him, trying helplessly to discover in the amazed crowd something on which he could
• 1:10:45
  gain a footing and retrieve his social position. Why it's all right, it's
• 1:10:49
  nothing, gentlemen. Why what's the matter, Why it might happen to anyone?
• 1:10:54
  Whispered mister Goyadkin, moving a little away and trying to escape from the
• 1:10:58
  crowd surrounding him. They made way for him. Our hero passed through two
• 1:11:02
  rows of inquisitive and wondering spectators. Fate drew him on. He felt that
• 1:11:08
  himself that fate was leading him on. He would have given a great deal,
• 1:11:12
  of course, for a chance to be back in the passage by the
• 1:11:15
  back stairs without having committed a breach of propriety, But as that was utterly
• 1:11:19
  impossible, he began to try creep away into a corner and to stand there
• 1:11:24
  modestly, decorously apart, without interfering with anyone, without attracting especial attention,
• 1:11:30
  but at the same time to win the favorable notice of his host and the
• 1:11:33
  company. At the same time, mister Golyadkin felt as though the ground were
• 1:11:38
  giving way under him, as though he were staggering falling. At last,
• 1:11:42
  he made his way to a corner and stood in it like an unconcerned,
• 1:11:45
  rather indifferent spectator, leaning his arms on the backs of two chairs, taking
• 1:11:49
  complete possession of them in that way, and trying as far as he could
• 1:11:54
  to glance confidently at ol Sofya Vanovitch's guests scrouped about him. Standing nearest him
• 1:12:00
  was an officer, a tall and handsome fellow, beside whom Golyatkin felt himself
• 1:12:04
  an insect. These two chairs, Lieutenant, are intended one for Clara O
• 1:12:09
  Sophina, and the other for Princess Chechtischanov. I'm taking care of them for
• 1:12:14
  him, said mister Golyatkin, breathlessly, turning his imploring eyes on the officer.
• 1:12:18
  The lieutenant said nothing, but turned away with a murderous smile. Checked
• 1:12:23
  in this direction, our hero was about to try his luck in another quarter
• 1:12:27
  and directly addressed an important counselor with a cross of great distinction on his breast.
• 1:12:31
  But the councilor looked him up and down with such a frigid stare that
• 1:12:34
  mister Goyadkin felt distinctly as though a whole bucket full of cold water had been
• 1:12:40
  thrown over him. He subsided into silence. He made up his mind that
• 1:12:45
  it was better to keep quiet, not to open his lips, and to
• 1:12:47
  show that he was all right, that he was like everyone else, and
• 1:12:51
  that his position, as far as he could see, was quite a proper
• 1:12:55
  one. With this object, he riveted his gaze on the lining of his
• 1:12:59
  coat, then raised his eyes and fixed them upon a very respectable looking gentleman.
• 1:13:03
  That gentleman has a wig on, thought mister Goladkin. And if he
• 1:13:08
  takes off that wig, he will be bald. His head will be as
• 1:13:11
  bare as the palm of my hand. Having made this important discovery, mister
• 1:13:15
  Goliadkin thought of the Arab emyrs, whose heads are left bare and shaven if
• 1:13:20
  they take off the green turbans they wear as a sign of their descent from
• 1:13:25
  the prophet Mohammed. Then, probably from some special connection of ideas with the
• 1:13:30
  Turks. He thought of Turkish slippers, and at once a propos of that,
• 1:13:33
  he recalled the fact that Andre Filopovitch was wearing boots, and that his
• 1:13:39
  boots were more like slippers than boots. It was evident that mister Goladkin had
• 1:13:44
  become to some extent reconciled to his position. What if that chandelier flashed through
• 1:13:49
  mister Golyadkin's mind were to come down from the ceiling and fall upon the company,
• 1:13:55
  I should rush at once to save Clara Osufena, save her. I
• 1:13:59
  should cry, don't be alarmed, madame, it's of no consequence. I
• 1:14:02
  will rescue you. I Then, at that moment, mister Voyadkin looked about
• 1:14:10
  in search of Clara Olsufina, and saw Garassimitch Ol soufy Ivanovitch's old butler,
• 1:14:15
  Garassimitch, with a most anxious and solemnly official air, was making straight for
• 1:14:20
  him. Mister Boyadkin started and frowned from an unaccountable but most disagreeable sensation.
• 1:14:27
  He looked about him mechanically. It occurred to his mind if only he could
• 1:14:31
  somehow creep off somewhere unobserved on the sly simply disappeared that his behave as though
• 1:14:36
  he had done nothing at all, as though the matter did not concern him
• 1:14:41
  in the least. But before our hero could make up his mind to do
• 1:14:44
  anything, Garassimitch was standing before him. Do you see, Garssimitch, said
• 1:14:48
  our hero with a little smile, addressing Garassimitch, You go and tell them.
• 1:14:53
  Do you see the candle there in the chandelier, Garrossimitch, It will
• 1:14:56
  be falling down directly, so you know you must tell them to see to
• 1:15:00
  it. It really will fall down, Garossivich. The candle, No,
• 1:15:03
  the candle's standing straight. But somebody is asking for you, sir? Who
• 1:15:08
  is asking for me? Garsivich? I really can't say, sir, who
• 1:15:12
  it is? A man with a message? Is Yakov Petrovitch? Goyad can
• 1:15:15
  hear? Says he? Then call him out, says he on very urgent
• 1:15:19
  and important business. You see, No, Grossimitch, you are making a
• 1:15:24
  mistake in that. You are making a mistake, Garsimitch. I doubt it,
• 1:15:28
  sir, No, Grosimich, it isn't doubtful. There's nothing doubtful about
• 1:15:31
  it, Grossimitch. Nobody's asking for me, But I'm quite at home here,
• 1:15:35
  that is, in my right place, Grossivich, mister Gooyatkin took a
• 1:15:40
  breath and looked about him. Yes, everyone in the room all had their
• 1:15:44
  eyes fixed upon him, and were listening in a sort of solemn expectation.
• 1:15:48
  The men had crowded a little nearer and were all attention. A little further
• 1:15:53
  away, the ladies were whispering together. The Master of the house made his
• 1:15:57
  appearance at no great distance from mister Goliaty, and though it was impossible to
• 1:16:01
  detect from his expression that he too was taking a close and direct interest in
• 1:16:05
  mister Goladkin's position, For everything was being done with delicacy. Yet nevertheless,
• 1:16:13
  it all made our hero feel that the decisive moment had come for him.
• 1:16:16
  Mister Goliadkin saw clearly that the time had come for a bold stroke, the
• 1:16:20
  chance of putting his enemies to shame. Mister Goladkin was in great agitation.
• 1:16:27
  He was aware of a sort of inspiration, and in a quivering and impressive
• 1:16:30
  voice, he began again addressing the waiting butler. No, my dear fellow,
• 1:16:35
  no one's calling for me. You are mistaken. I will say more.
• 1:16:39
  You were mistaken this morning too. When you assured me, dare to
• 1:16:43
  assure me? I say, He raised his voice that olsufy Ivanovitch, who
• 1:16:46
  has been my benefactor as long as I can remember, and has in a
• 1:16:49
  sense been a father to me, was shutting his door upon me. At
• 1:16:53
  the moment of solemn family rejoicing for his paternal heart. Mister Gooyatkin looked about
• 1:16:59
  him complacently, but with a deep feeling. A tear glittered on his eyelash.
• 1:17:03
  I repeat, my friend, our hero concluded, you were mistaken.
• 1:17:08
  You were cruelly and unpardonably mistaken. The moment was a solemn one. Mister
• 1:17:14
  Goyatkin felt that the effect was quite certain. He stood with modestly downcast eyes,
• 1:17:18
  expecting olsufy Ivanovitch to embrace him. Excitement and perplexity were apparent in the
• 1:17:24
  guests. Even the inflexible and terrible Garassimitch faltered over the words I doubt it.
• 1:17:30
  When suddenly the ruthless orchestra apropos of nothing struck up a polka. All
• 1:17:35
  was lost, all was scattered to the winds. Mister Goyatkin started, Garassimitch
• 1:17:40
  stepped back. Everything in the room began undulating like the sea, and Vladimir
• 1:17:44
  Semyonovitch led the dance with Clara ol Sofena, while the handsome lieutenant followed with
• 1:17:49
  Princess chev Chechikinov. Onlookers, curious and delighted, squeeze in to watch them
• 1:17:56
  dancing the Polka, an interesting, fashionable new dance which everyone was crazy over.
• 1:18:00
  Mister Goyatkin was for the time forgotten. But suddenly all were thrown into
• 1:18:05
  excitement, confusion, and bustle. The music ceased. A strange incident had
• 1:18:11
  occurred. Tired out with the dance and almost breathless with fatigue, Clara ol
• 1:18:15
  Sophina, with glowing cheeks and heaving bosom, sank into an armchair, completely
• 1:18:20
  exhausted. All hearts turned to the fascinating creature. All vied with one another
• 1:18:27
  in complimenting her and thanking her for the pleasure conferred on them. All at
• 1:18:31
  once there stood before her, mister Goyadkin. He was pale, extremely perturbed.
• 1:18:36
  He too seemed completely exhausted, He could scarcely move. He was smiling
• 1:18:41
  for some reason. He stretched out his hand imploringly. Clara ol Sophina was
• 1:18:45
  so taken aback that she had not time to withdraw hers, and mechanically got
• 1:18:49
  up. At his invitation. Mister Goliadkin lurched forward, first once, then
• 1:18:55
  a second time, then lifted his leg, then made a scrape, then
• 1:18:59
  gave a sort of stampamp, then stumbled. He too, wanted to dance
• 1:19:01
  with Clara Olsuviena. Clara ol Sophina uttered a shriek. Everyone rushed to release
• 1:19:06
  her hand from mister Goliadkin's, and in a moment, Our Hero was carried
• 1:19:11
  almost ten paces away by the rush of the crowd. A circle formed round
• 1:19:15
  him too. Two old ladies, whom he had almost knocked down in his
• 1:19:18
  retreat, raised a great shrieking and outcry. The confusion was awful. All
• 1:19:24
  were asking questions, everyone was shouting, everyone was finding twelt. The orchestra
• 1:19:29
  was silent. Our Hero whirled round in his circle and mechanically, with a
• 1:19:33
  semblance of a smile, muttered something to himself, such as why not and
• 1:19:38
  that the polka, so far, at least as he could see, was
• 1:19:41
  a new and very interesting dance invented for the diversion of the ladies, but
• 1:19:45
  that since things had taken this turn, he was ready to consent, but
• 1:19:49
  mister Goliadkin's consent, no one apparently thought of asking. Our hero was suddenly
• 1:19:55
  aware that someone's hand was laid on his arm, that another hand was pressed
• 1:19:59
  against his back, that he was, with peculiar solicitude, being guided in
• 1:20:02
  a certain direction. At last he noticed that he was going straight to the
• 1:20:06
  door. Mister Golyadkin wanted to say something, to do something, but no,
• 1:20:13
  he no longer wanted to do anything. He only mechanically kept laughing in
• 1:20:16
  answer. At last he was aware that they were putting on his greatcoat,
• 1:20:20
  that his hat was thrust over his eyes. Finally he felt that he was
• 1:20:26
  in the entry, on the stairs, in the dark and cold. At
• 1:20:29
  last he stumbled. He felt that he was falling down a precipice. He
• 1:20:32
  tried to cry out, and suddenly found himself in the courtyard. The air
• 1:20:36
  blew fresh on him. He stood still for a minute. At that very
• 1:20:41
  instant the strains reached him of the orchestra striking up again, Mister Goyadkin suddenly
• 1:20:46
  recalled it all. It seemed to him that all his flagging energies came back
• 1:20:50
  to him again. He had been standing as though riveted to the spot.
• 1:20:55
  But now he started off and rushed away, headlong, anywhere, into the
• 1:20:59
  air, into freedom, wherever chance might take him. End of Chapter four,
• 1:21:11
  Chapter five. It was striking midnight from all the clock towers in Petersburg
• 1:21:15
  when mister Goyadkin, beside himself, ran out onto the Fontanka Key, close
• 1:21:21
  to the Ismalovski Bridge, fleeing from his foes, from persecution, from a
• 1:21:27
  hailstorm of nips and pinches aimed at him, from the shrieks of excited old
• 1:21:31
  ladies, from the ohs and ahs of women, and from the murderous eyes
• 1:21:35
  of Andre Filopovitch. Mister Gooyadkin was killed, killed entirely in the full sense
• 1:21:41
  of the word. And if he still preserved the power of running, it
• 1:21:45
  was simply through some sort of miracle, a miracle in which at last he
• 1:21:48
  refused himself to believe. It was an awful November night, wet, foggy,
• 1:21:54
  rainy, snowy, teeming with colds in the head, fevers, swollen
• 1:21:58
  faces, quincy, these inflammations of all kinds and descriptions, teeming in fact
• 1:22:03
  with all the gifts of a Petersburg November. The wind howled in the deserted
• 1:22:08
  streets, lifting up the black water of the canal above the rings on the
• 1:22:12
  bank, and irritably brushing against the lean lamp posts, which chimed in with
• 1:22:16
  its howling in a thin, shrill creek, keeping up the endless, squeaky,
• 1:22:20
  jangling concert with which every inhabitant of Petersburg is so familiar. Snow and
• 1:22:27
  rain were falling, both at once, lashed by the wind. The streams
• 1:22:30
  of rain water spurted almost horizontally, as though from a fireman's hose, pricking
• 1:22:35
  and stinging the face of the luckless mister Gooyatkin, like a thousand pins and
• 1:22:40
  needles. In the stillness of the night, broken only by the distant rumbling
• 1:22:45
  of carriages, the howl of the wind, and the creaking of the lamp
• 1:22:48
  posts, there was the dismal sound of the splash and gurgle of water rushing
• 1:22:54
  from every roof, every porch, every pipe, and every cornice on to
• 1:22:58
  the granite of the pavement. There was not a soul near or far.
• 1:23:00
  Indeed, it seemed there could not be at such an hour and in such
• 1:23:05
  weather, and so only mister Golyadkin, alone with his despair, was fleeing
• 1:23:10
  in terror along the pavement of Fontanka with his usual rapid little step, in
• 1:23:15
  haste to get home as soon as possible, to his flat on the fourth
• 1:23:18
  story in chesty Lavokney Street. Though the snow, the rain, and all
• 1:23:24
  the nameless horrors of a raging snowstorm and fog under a Petersburg November sky were
• 1:23:30
  attacking mister Goliadkin, already shattered by misfortunes, were showing him no mercy,
• 1:23:34
  giving him no rest, drenching him to the bone, gluing up his eyelids,
• 1:23:40
  blowing right through him from all sides, baffling and perplexing him. Though
• 1:23:44
  all this was hurled upon mister Goliadkin at once, as though conspiring and combining
• 1:23:48
  with all his enemies to make a grand day, evening and night for him.
• 1:23:54
  In spite of all this, mister Goladkin was almost insensible to this final
• 1:23:59
  proof of the person acution of destiny, so violent had been the shock and
• 1:24:02
  the impression made upon him a few minutes before at the Civil councilor Berendyev's.
• 1:24:08
  If any disinterested spectator could have glanced casually at mister Goliadkin's painful progress, he
• 1:24:15
  would instantly have grasped the awful horror of his pitiful plight, and would certainly
• 1:24:19
  have said that mister Goladkin looked as though he wanted to hide from himself,
• 1:24:25
  as though he were trying to run away from himself. Yes, it was
• 1:24:28
  really so, one may say more, mister Goladkin did not want only to
• 1:24:31
  run away from himself, but to be obliterated and to cease to be,
• 1:24:35
  to return to dust. At the moment, he took in nothing surrounding him,
• 1:24:40
  understood nothing of what was going on about him, and looked as though
• 1:24:44
  the miseries of the stormy night, of the long tramp, the rain,
• 1:24:46
  the snow, the wind, all the cruelty of the weather did not exist
• 1:24:49
  for him. The glosh slipping off the boot on mister Golyadkin's right foot was
• 1:24:55
  left behind in the snow and slush on the pavement of Fontanka, and mister
• 1:24:59
  Goliacht and did not think of turning back to get it, did not,
• 1:25:01
  in fact notice that he had lost it. He was so perplexed that,
• 1:25:05
  in spite of everything surrounding him, he stood several times stock still in the
• 1:25:11
  middle of the pavement, completely possessed by the thought of his recent horrible humiliation.
• 1:25:16
  At that instant he was dying, disappearing. Then he suddenly set off
• 1:25:20
  again like mad, and ran, and ran without looking back, as though
• 1:25:24
  he were pursued, as though he were fleeing from some still more awful calamity.
• 1:25:29
  The position was truly awful. At last, mister Gooyadkin, halted in
• 1:25:32
  exhaustion, leaned on the railing in the attitude of a man whose nose has
• 1:25:38
  suddenly begun to bleed, and began looking intently at the black and troubled waters
• 1:25:42
  of the canal. There is no knowing what length of time he spent like
• 1:25:45
  this. All that is known is that at that instant mister Gooyadkin reached such
• 1:25:50
  a pitch of despair, and was so harassed, so tortured, so exhausted,
• 1:25:56
  and so weakened in what feeble faculties were left him, that he forgot,
• 1:26:00
  forgot the Ismailovski Bridge, forgot JUSTO Lvockney Street, forgot his present plight.
• 1:26:05
  After all, what did it matter to him? The thing was done,
• 1:26:10
  the decision was affirmed and ratified. What could he do? All at
• 1:26:14
  once? All at once? He started and involuntarily skipped a couple of paces
• 1:26:18
  aside. With unaccountable uneasiness, he began gazing about him, But no one
• 1:26:25
  was there. Nothing special had happened. And yet, and yet, he
• 1:26:28
  fancied that just now, that very minute, someone was standing near him,
• 1:26:31
  beside him, also leaning on the rail, and marvelous to relate, had
• 1:26:36
  even said something to him, said something quickly, abruptly, not quite intelligibly,
• 1:26:43
  but something quite private, something concerning himself. Why was it? My
• 1:26:46
  fancy, said mister Boyatkin, looking around once more. But where am I
• 1:26:50
  standing? Ech ech he thought, finally shaking his head though, he began
• 1:26:56
  gazing with an uneasy, miserable feeling, into the damp, murky distance,
• 1:27:00
  straining his sight and doing his utmost to pierce with his short sighted eyes the
• 1:27:05
  wet darkness that stretched all round him. There was nothing new, however,
• 1:27:10
  nothing special caught the eye of mister Koyatkin. Everything seemed to be all right
• 1:27:15
  as it should be. That is, the snow was falling more violently,
• 1:27:18
  more thickly, and in larger flakes. Nothing could be seen twenty paces away.
• 1:27:24
  The lampposts creaked more shrilly than ever, and the wind seemed to intone
• 1:27:28
  its melancholy song even more tearfully, more piteously, like an importunate beggar whining
• 1:27:32
  for a copper to get a crust of bread. At the same time,
• 1:27:36
  a new sensation took possession of mister Goyatkin's whole being, agony upon agony,
• 1:27:42
  terror upon terror. A feverish tremor ran through his veins. The moment was
• 1:27:46
  insufferably unpleasant. Well, it's no matter, he said, to encourage himself.
• 1:27:51
  Well, no matter. Perhaps it's no matter at all, and there's
• 1:27:55
  no stain on anyone's honor. Perhaps it's as it should be, he went
• 1:27:59
  on, with out understanding what he was saying. Perhaps they will all be
• 1:28:02
  for the best in the end, and there will be nothing to complain of,
• 1:28:05
  and everyone will be justified. Talking like this and comforting himself with words,
• 1:28:11
  mister Golyadkin shook himself a little, shook off the snow which had drifted
• 1:28:15
  in thick layers on his hat, his collar, his overcoat, his tie,
• 1:28:18
  his boots, and everything, but his strange feeling, his strange,
• 1:28:21
  obscure misery he could not get rid of, could not shake off. Somewhere
• 1:28:27
  in the distance, there was a boom of a cannon shot. Ah,
• 1:28:30
  what weather, thought, our hero cho isn't there going to be a flood?
• 1:28:33
  It seems as though the water has risen so violently. Mister Goyadkin had
• 1:28:38
  hardly said or thought this when he saw a person coming towards him, belated,
• 1:28:43
  no doubt, like him, through some accident, an unimportant casual incident,
• 1:28:46
  one might suppose. But for some unknown reason, mister Goyadkin was troubled,
• 1:28:51
  even scared, and rather flurried. It was not that he was exactly
• 1:28:57
  afraid of some ill intentioned man, but just that, perhaps, after all,
• 1:29:00
  who knows? This belated individual flashed through mister Boyadkin's mind. Maybe he's
• 1:29:05
  that very thing, Maybe he's the very principal thing in it, and isn't
• 1:29:10
  here for nothing, but is here with an object crossing my path and provoking
• 1:29:14
  me. Possibly. However, he did not think this precisely, but only
• 1:29:17
  had a passing feeling of something like it and very unpleasant. There is no
• 1:29:23
  time, however, for thinking and feeling. The stranger was already within two
• 1:29:27
  paces. Mister Goliadkin, as he invariably did, hastened to assume a quite
• 1:29:31
  peculiar air, an air that expressed clearly that he Goliadkin kept himself to himself
• 1:29:38
  that he was all right, that the road was wide enough for all,
• 1:29:41
  and that he Goliadkin, was not interfering with anyone. Suddenly he stopped short,
• 1:29:45
  as though petrified, as though struck by lightning, and quickly turned round
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  after the figure which had only just passed him, turned as though someone had
• 1:29:54
  given him a tug from behind, as though the wind had turned him like
• 1:29:57
  a weathercock. The passerby vanished quickly in the snowstorm. He too walked quickly.
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  He was dressed like mister Golyatkin, and like him too, wrapped up
• 1:30:06
  from head to foot, and he too tripped and trotted along the pavement of
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  Fontanka, with rapid little steps that suggested that he was a little scared.
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  What what is it? Whispered mister Goyadkin, smiling mistrustfully, though he trembled
• 1:30:19
  all over, an icy shiver ran down his back. Meanwhile, the stranger
• 1:30:24
  had vanished completely. There was no sound of his step, while mister Goyadkin
• 1:30:29
  still stood and gazed after him. At last, however, he gradually came
• 1:30:32
  to himself. Why what's the meaning of it? He thought, with vexation.
• 1:30:36
  Why have I really gone out of my mind or what. He turned
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  and went on his way, making his footsteps more rapid and frequent, and
• 1:30:45
  doing his best not to think of anything at all. He even closed his
• 1:30:48
  eyes at last with the same object. Suddenly, through the howling of the
• 1:30:53
  wind and the uproar of the storm, the sound of steps very close at
• 1:30:57
  hand reached his ears again. He started and opened his eyes again. A
• 1:31:00
  rapidly approaching figure stood out black before him, some twenty paces away. This
• 1:31:05
  little figure was hastening, tripping along, hurrying nervously. The distance between them
• 1:31:11
  grew rapidly less mister Goliadkin could by now get a full view of this second
• 1:31:15
  belated companion. He looked full at him and cried out with amazement and horror.
• 1:31:21
  His legs gave way under him. It was the same individual who had
• 1:31:26
  passed him ten minutes before, and who now quite unexpectedly turned up facing him
• 1:31:30
  again. But this was not the only marvel that struck mister Golyadkin. He
• 1:31:35
  was so amazed that he stood still, cried out, tried to say something,
• 1:31:40
  and rushed to overtake the stranger. Even shouted something to him, probably
• 1:31:43
  anxious to stop him as quickly as possible. The stranger did, in fact
• 1:31:47
  stop ten paces from mister Goyadkin, so that the light from the lamp posts
• 1:31:53
  that stood near fell full upon his whole figure stood still, turned to mister
• 1:31:58
  Golyadkin, and with impatient and anxious face, waited to hear what he would
• 1:32:01
  say. Excuse me, possibly, I'm mistaken, our hero, brought out
• 1:32:06
  in a quavering voice. The stranger, in silence and with an air of
• 1:32:11
  annoyance, turned and rapidly went on his way, as though in haste to
• 1:32:15
  make up for the two seconds he had wasted on mister Golyadkin. As for
• 1:32:19
  the latter, he was quivering in every nerve. His knees shook and gave
• 1:32:24
  way under him, and with a moan he squatted on a stone at the
• 1:32:27
  edge of the pavement. There really was reason, however, for his being
• 1:32:31
  so overwhelmed. The fact is that this stranger seemed to him now somehow familiar.
• 1:32:38
  That would have been nothing, though, but he recognized, almost certainly
• 1:32:42
  recognized this man. He had often seen him. That man, he had
• 1:32:45
  seen him some time, and very lately. Where could it have been,
• 1:32:48
  surely not yesterday? But again that was not the chief thing that mister Golyadkin
• 1:32:53
  had often seen him before. There was hardly anything special about the man.
• 1:32:58
  The man at first sight would not have aroused any special attention. He was
• 1:33:01
  just a man like anyone else, a gentleman like all other gentlemen, of
• 1:33:05
  course, and perhaps he had some good qualities, and very valuable ones too.
• 1:33:11
  In fact, he was a man who was quite himself. Mister Goliadkin
• 1:33:15
  cherished no sort of hate or enmity, not even the slightest hostility towards this
• 1:33:20
  man. Quite the contrary, it would seem, indeed. And yet,
• 1:33:24
  and this was the real point, he would not, for any treasure on
• 1:33:28
  earth, have been willing to meet that man, and especially to meet him
• 1:33:30
  as he had done. Now. For instance, we may say more,
• 1:33:34
  mister Goliadkin knew that man perfectly well. He even knew what he was called,
• 1:33:40
  what his name was, And yet nothing would have induced him. And
• 1:33:42
  again, for no treasure on earth would he have consented to name him,
• 1:33:45
  to consent to acknowledge that he was called so and so, that his father's
• 1:33:49
  name was this, and his surname was that. Whether mister Goliadkin's stupefaction lasted
• 1:33:56
  a short time or a long time. Whether he was sitting for a long
• 1:33:59
  time on the stone of the pavement, I cannot say. But recovering himself
• 1:34:03
  at last a little, he suddenly fell to running, without looking round,
• 1:34:08
  as fast as his legs could carry him. His mind was preoccupied. Twice
• 1:34:12
  he stumbled and almost fell, and through this circumstance his other boot was also
• 1:34:16
  bereaved of its glosh. At last, mister Goollyadkin slackened his pace to get
• 1:34:21
  a little breath, looked hurriedly round, and saw that he had, already,
• 1:34:26
  without being aware of it, run right across Fontanka, had crossed the
• 1:34:30
  Antichrov Bridge, had passed part of the Nevsky Prospect, and was now standing
• 1:34:34
  at the turning into Antennee Street. Mister Goyadkin turned into Antennee Street. His
• 1:34:41
  position at that instant was like that of a man standing at the edge of
• 1:34:45
  a fearful precipice, while the earth is bursting open under him, is already
• 1:34:48
  shaking, moving, rocking, for the last time, falling, drawing him
• 1:34:53
  into the abyss. And yet the luckless wretch has not the strength nor the
• 1:34:57
  resolution to leap back to avert his eyes from the yawning gulf below the abyss
• 1:35:01
  draws him, and at last he leaps into it of himself himself, hastening
• 1:35:05
  the moment of his destruction. Mister Golyadkin knew felt and was firmly convinced that
• 1:35:12
  some other evil would certainly befall him on the way, that some unpleasantness would
• 1:35:16
  overtake him, that he would, for instance, meet his stranger once more.
• 1:35:20
  But strange to say, he positively desired this meeting, considered it inevitable,
• 1:35:26
  and all he asked was that it might be all quickly over, that
• 1:35:29
  he should be relieved from his position in one way or another, but as
• 1:35:32
  soon as possible. And meanwhile he ran on and on, as though moved
• 1:35:38
  by some external force, for he felt a weakness and numbness in his whole
• 1:35:42
  being. He could not think of anything, though his thoughts caught at everything
• 1:35:45
  like brambles. A little lost dog, soaked and shivering, attached itself to
• 1:35:50
  mister Goliadkin, and ran beside him, scurrying along with his tail and ears
• 1:35:56
  drooping, looking at him from time to time with timid comprehension, some remote,
• 1:36:01
  long forgotten idea, some memory of something that had happened long ago,
• 1:36:05
  came back into his mind now kept knocking at his brain as with a hammer,
• 1:36:10
  vexing him and refusing to be shaken off ech. That horrid little cur
• 1:36:15
  whispered mister Golyadkin, not understanding himself. At last he saw his stranger at
• 1:36:20
  the turning into it Talansky Street. But this time the stranger was not coming
• 1:36:26
  to meet him, but was going in the same direction as he was,
• 1:36:29
  and he too was running a few steps in front. At last they turned
• 1:36:32
  into Shechsteele of Ookney Street. Mister Goliadkin caught his breath. The stranger stopped
• 1:36:39
  exactly before the house in which mister Goyadkin lodged. He heard a ring at
• 1:36:44
  the bell, and almost at the same time the grating of the iron bolt.
• 1:36:47
  The gate opened. The stranger stooped, darted in, and disappeared.
• 1:36:50
  Almost at the same instant, mister Goyadkin reached the spot, and like an
• 1:36:55
  araw, flew in at the gate. Heedless of the grumbling porter, he
• 1:36:59
  ran, gasping for breath, into the yard, and immediately he saw his
• 1:37:01
  interesting companion, whom he had lost sight of for a moment. The stranger
• 1:37:06
  darted towards the staircase which led to mister Golyadkin's flat. Mister Goyadkin rushed after
• 1:37:12
  him. The stairs were dark, damp, and dirty. At every turning
• 1:37:16
  there was heaped up masses of refuse from the flats, so that any unaccustomed
• 1:37:20
  stranger who found himself on the stairs in the dark was forced to travel to
• 1:37:25
  and fro for half an hour in danger of breaking his legs, cursing the
• 1:37:29
  stairs as well as the friends who lived in such an inconvenient place. But
• 1:37:33
  mister Golyadkin's companion seemed as though familiar with it, as though at home.
• 1:37:38
  He ran up lightly without difficulty, showing a perfect knowledge of his surroundings.
• 1:37:43
  Mister Golyadkin had almost caught him up. In fact, once or twice the
• 1:37:47
  stranger's coat flicked him on the nose. His heart stood still. The stranger
• 1:37:51
  stopped before the door of mister Golyadkin's flat, knocked on it, and which
• 1:37:57
  would however, have surprised mister Goyadkin at any other time. Petrushka, as
• 1:38:00
  though he had been sitting up in expectation, opened the door at once,
• 1:38:05
  and with a candle in his hand, followed the stranger. As the latter
• 1:38:09
  went in the hero of our story dashed into his lodging beside himself, and
• 1:38:14
  without taking off his hat or coat, he crossed the little passage and stood
• 1:38:17
  still in the doorway of his room, as though thunderstruck. All his presentiments
• 1:38:23
  had come true, all that he had dreaded and surmised was coming to pass.
• 1:38:27
  In reality, his breath failed him, his head was in a whirl.
• 1:38:30
  The stranger, also in his coat and hat, was sitting before him
• 1:38:33
  on his bed, and with a faint smile, screwing up his eyes,
• 1:38:38
  nodded to him in a friendly way. Mister Golyadkin wanted to scream, but
• 1:38:42
  could not. To protest in some way, but his strength failed him.
• 1:38:45
  His hair stood on end, and he almost fell down with horror. And
• 1:38:49
  indeed there was good reason he recognized his nocturnal visitor. The nocturnal visitor was
• 1:38:56
  no other than himself, mister Golyatkin, himself another mister Golyadkin, but absolutely
• 1:39:01
  the same as himself, in fact, what is called a double in every
• 1:39:05
  respect. End of chapter five, Chapter six. At eight o'clock next morning,
• 1:39:19
  mister Golyadkin woke up in his bed at once, all the extraordinary incidents
• 1:39:26
  of the previous day and the wild, incredible night, with all its almost
• 1:39:30
  impossible adventures, presented themselves to his imagination and memory with terrifying vividness. Such
• 1:39:35
  intense, diabolical malice on the part of his enemies, and above all the
• 1:39:41
  final proof of that malice, froze mister Golyadkin's heart. But at the same
• 1:39:45
  time it was all so strange, incomprehensible, wild, it seemed so impossible
• 1:39:49
  that it was really hard to credit the whole business. Mister Goyadkin was indeed
• 1:39:55
  ready to admit himself that it was all an incredible delusion, passing aberration of
• 1:40:00
  the fancy, a darkening of the mind, if he had not fortunately known
• 1:40:04
  by bitter experience, to what lengths spite will sometimes carry anyone, what a
• 1:40:10
  pitch of ferocity an enemy may reach, when he is bent on revenging his
• 1:40:15
  honor and prestige. Besides, mister Boyatkin's exhausted limbs, his heavy head,
• 1:40:19
  his aching back, and the malignant cold in his head bore vivid witness to
• 1:40:24
  the probability of his expedition of the previous night, and upheld the reality of
• 1:40:30
  it and to some extent of all that had happened during that expedition. And
• 1:40:34
  indeed, mister Boliadkin had known long long before that something was being got up
• 1:40:40
  among them, that there was some one else with them. But after all
• 1:40:44
  thinking it over thoroughly, he made up his mind to keep quiet, to
• 1:40:47
  submit, and not to protest for the time. They are simply plotting to
• 1:40:51
  frighten me. Perhaps, And when they see that, I don't mind that
• 1:40:56
  I make no protest, but keep perfectly quiet and put up with it meekly,
• 1:41:00
  they'll give it up. They'll give it up of themselves, give it
• 1:41:02
  up of their own accord. Such then, were the thoughts in the mind
• 1:41:06
  of mister Wolyadkin. As stretching in his bed, trying to breast his exhausted
• 1:41:11
  limbs, he waited for Patrushka to come into his room. As usual,
• 1:41:15
  he waited for a full quarter of an hour. He heard the lazy scamp
• 1:41:19
  fiddling about with the samovir behind the screen, and yet he could not bring
• 1:41:24
  himself to call him. We may say more, mister Bolyadkin was a little
• 1:41:28
  afraid of confronting Pertrushka. Why Goodness knows, he thought, Goodness knows how
• 1:41:32
  that rascal looks at it all. He keeps on saying nothing, but he
• 1:41:36
  has his own ideas. At last the door creaked and Patrushka came in with
• 1:41:41
  a tray in his hands. Mister Boyadkin stole a timid glance at him,
• 1:41:45
  impatiently waiting to see what would happen, waiting to see whether he would not
• 1:41:49
  say something about a certain circumstance. But Patrushka said nothing. He was,
• 1:41:55
  on the contrary, more silent, more glum and ill humored than usual.
• 1:41:59
  He looked askance from under his brows at everything. Altogether, it was evident
• 1:42:03
  that he was very much put out about something. He did not even glance
• 1:42:08
  once at his master, which, by the way, rather piqued the latter.
• 1:42:13
  Setting all that he had brought on the table, he turned and went
• 1:42:15
  out of the room without a word. He knows, he knows all about
• 1:42:19
  it, the scoundrel, mister Golyadkin, grumbled to himself as he took his
• 1:42:24
  tea. Yet our hero did not address a single question to his servant.
• 1:42:29
  Though Petrushka came into his room several times afterward on various errands, mister Golyadkin
• 1:42:35
  was in great trepidation of spirit. He dreaded going to the office. He
• 1:42:40
  had a strong presentiment that there he would find something that would not be just.
• 1:42:45
  So you may be sure, he thought that as soon as you go,
• 1:42:48
  you will light upon something. Isn't it better to endure impatience? Isn't
• 1:42:54
  it better to wait a bit now? Let them do what they like there?
• 1:42:59
  But I'd better see stay here a bit today, recover my strength,
• 1:43:01
  get better, and think over the whole thing more thoroughly. Then afterward I
• 1:43:06
  could seize the right moment, fall upon them like snow from the sky,
• 1:43:11
  and get off scot free myself. Reasoning like this, mister Golyadkin smoked pipe
• 1:43:15
  after pipe time was flying. It was already nearly half past nine. Why
• 1:43:21
  it's half past nine already, thought mister Goliadkin. It's late for me to
• 1:43:26
  make my appearance. Besides, I'm ill. Of course I'm ill. I'm
• 1:43:29
  certainly ill. Who denies it? What's the matter with me? If they
• 1:43:33
  send to make inquiries? Let the executive clerk come, And indeed, what
• 1:43:38
  is the matter with me? Really? My back aches, I have a
• 1:43:41
  cough and a cold in my head, and in fact it's out of the
• 1:43:44
  question for me to go out utterly out of the question in such weather I
• 1:43:48
  might be taken ill and very likely die nowadays, especially the death rate is
• 1:43:53
  so high. With such reasoning, mister Golyadkin succeeded at last in setting his
• 1:43:59
  conscience at rest, and defended himself against the reprimands he expected from Andrea Filopovitch
• 1:44:04
  for a neglect of his duty. As a rule in such cases, our
• 1:44:09
  hero was particularly fond of justifying himself in his own eyes with all sorts of
• 1:44:15
  irrefutable arguments, and so completely setting his conscience at rest. And so now
• 1:44:20
  having completely soothed his conscience, he took up his pipe, filled it,
• 1:44:25
  and had no sooner settled down comfortably to smoke. When he jumped up quickly
• 1:44:29
  from the sofa, flung away the pipe, briskly washed, shaved and brushed
• 1:44:32
  his hair, got into his uniform, and so on, snatched up some
• 1:44:35
  papers, and flew off to the office. Mister Goolyadkin went into his department
• 1:44:41
  timidly, in quivering expectation of something unpleasant, an expectation which was nonetheless disagreeable
• 1:44:48
  for being vague and unconscious. He sat down timidly in his invariable place next
• 1:44:54
  to the head Clerk Anton Antonovitch Syetotchkin. Without looking at anything or allowing his
• 1:45:00
  attention to be distracted, he plunged into the contents of the papers that lay
• 1:45:04
  before him. He made up his mind and vowed to himself to avoid,
• 1:45:09
  as far as possible, anything provocative, anything that might compromise him, such
• 1:45:14
  as indiscreet questions, jests, or unseemly allusions to any incidents of the previous
• 1:45:19
  evening. He made up his mind also to abstain from the usual interchange of
• 1:45:25
  civilities with his colleagues, such as inquiries after health and such like. But
• 1:45:30
  evidently it was impossible out of the question to keep to this anxiety and uneasiness
• 1:45:35
  in regard to anything near him that was annoying. Always worried him far more
• 1:45:40
  than the annoyance itself, and that was why, in spite of all his
• 1:45:44
  inward vows to refrain from entering into anything whatever happened, and to keep aloof
• 1:45:49
  from everything, mister Goliadkin, from time to time, on the sly,
• 1:45:54
  very very quietly raised his head and stealthily looked about him to right and to
• 1:45:58
  left, peeped at the counts of his colleagues, and tried to gather whether
• 1:46:01
  there were not something new and peculiar in them. Referring to himself, and
• 1:46:06
  with sinister motives concealed from him, he assumed that there must be a connection
• 1:46:12
  between all that had happened yesterday and all that surrounded him now. At last,
• 1:46:16
  in his misery, he began to long for something, Goodness knows what
• 1:46:20
  to happen, to put an end to it, even some calamity, he
• 1:46:25
  did not care. At this point, destiny caught mister Golyadkin. He had
• 1:46:30
  hardly felt this desire. When his doubts were solved in the strangest and most
• 1:46:33
  unexpected manner. The door leading from the next room suddenly gave a soft and
• 1:46:39
  timid creak, as though to indicate that the person about to enter was a
• 1:46:43
  very unimportant one, and a figure very familiar to mister Golyadkin stood shyly before
• 1:46:48
  the very table at which our hero was seated. The latter did not raise
• 1:46:53
  his head. No, he only stole a glance at him, the tiniest
• 1:46:57
  glance. But he knew all, he understood, all to every detail.
• 1:47:00
  He grew hot with shame and buried his devoted head in the papers, with
• 1:47:04
  precisely the same object with which the ostrich, pursued by hunters, hides his
• 1:47:10
  head in the burning sand. The new arrival bowed to Andrea Fulopovitch, and
• 1:47:15
  thereupon he heard a voice speaking in the regulation tone of condescending politeness with which
• 1:47:21
  all persons in authority addressed their subordinates in public offices. Take a seat here,
• 1:47:28
  said andre Filopovitch, motioning the newcomer to aon Antonovitch's table here opposite mister
• 1:47:33
  Goyadkin, and will soon give you something to do. Andre Filopovitch ended by
• 1:47:39
  making a rapid gesture that decorously admonished the newcomer of his duty, and then
• 1:47:44
  he immediately became engrossed in the study of the papers that lay in a heap
• 1:47:47
  before him. Mister Goyadkin lifted his eyes at last, and that he did
• 1:47:53
  not fall into a swoon was simply because he had foreseen it all from the
• 1:47:56
  first. That he had been forewarned from the first, guessing in his soul
• 1:48:00
  who the stranger was. Mister Golyadkin's first movement was to look quickly about him,
• 1:48:05
  to see whether there were any whispering, any office joke being cracked on
• 1:48:10
  the subject whether anyone's face was agape with wonder, whether indeed someone had not
• 1:48:15
  fallen under the table from terror. But to his intense astonishment, there was
• 1:48:20
  no sign of anything of the sort. The behavior of his colleagues and companions
• 1:48:25
  surprised him. It seemed contrary to the dictates of common sense. Mister Goliadkin
• 1:48:30
  was positively scared at this extraordinary reticence. The fact spoke for itself. It
• 1:48:38
  was a strange, horrible, uncanny thing. It was enough to rouse anyone.
• 1:48:43
  All this, of course, only passed rapidly through mister Goladkin's mind.
• 1:48:47
  He felt as though he were burning in a slow fire. And indeed there
• 1:48:51
  was enough to make him. The figure that was sitting opposite mister Goladkin now
• 1:48:57
  was his terror, was his shame, was his nightmare of the evening before.
• 1:49:00
  In short, was mister Goyadkin himself. Not the mister Goyadkin who was
• 1:49:04
  sitting now in his chair with his mouth wide open and his pen petrified in
• 1:49:09
  his hand, Not the one who acted as assistant to the chief, Not
• 1:49:14
  the one who liked to efface himself and slink away in the crowd. Not
• 1:49:17
  the one whose deportment plainly said don't touch me and I won't touch you,
• 1:49:21
  or don't interfere with me, and you see I'm not touching you. No,
• 1:49:27
  this was another mister Goyadkin, quite different, yet at the same time
• 1:49:30
  exactly like the first, the same height, the same figure, the same
• 1:49:34
  clothes, the same boldness. In fact, nothing, absolutely nothing was lacking
• 1:49:39
  to complete the likeness, so that if one were to set them side by
• 1:49:43
  side, nobody, absolutely nobody could have undertaken to distinguish which was the real
• 1:49:48
  Golyadkin, and which was the counterfeit, Which was the old one, and
• 1:49:53
  which was the new one? Which was the original and which was the copy?
• 1:49:57
  Our hero was if the comparison can be made in the position of a
• 1:50:00
  man upon whom some practical joker, his stealthily by way of jest, turned
• 1:50:05
  a burning glass, What does it mean? Is it a dream? He
• 1:50:10
  wondered? Is it reality or the continuation of what happened yesterday? And besides,
• 1:50:15
  by what right is this all being done? Who sanctioned such a clerk?
• 1:50:18
  Who authorized this? Am I asleep? Am I an awaking dream?
• 1:50:24
  Mister Goyadkin tried pinching himself, even tried to screw up his courage to pinch
• 1:50:28
  someone else. No, it was not a dream, and that was all
• 1:50:31
  about it. Mister Goolyadkin felt that the sweat was trickling down him in big
• 1:50:36
  drops. He felt that what was happening to him was something incredible, unheard
• 1:50:41
  of, and for that very reason was to complete his misery utterly unseemly for
• 1:50:46
  mister Golyadkin realized and felt how disadvantageous it was to be the first example of
• 1:50:51
  such a burlesque adventure. He began even to doubt his own existence. And
• 1:50:57
  though he was prepared for anything, and had been long longing for his doubts
• 1:51:00
  to be settled in any way whatever, yet the actual reality was startling in
• 1:51:05
  its unexpectedness. His misery was poignant and overwhelming. At times he lost all
• 1:51:12
  power of thought and memory. Coming to himself after such a moment, he
• 1:51:15
  noticed that he was mechanically and unconsciously moving the pen over the paper. Mistrustful
• 1:51:21
  of himself, he began going over what he had written and could make nothing
• 1:51:26
  of it. At last, the other mister Goyadkin, who had been sitting
• 1:51:30
  discreetly and decorously at the table, got up and disappeared through the door into
• 1:51:33
  the other room. Mister Boyadkin looked round. Everything was quiet. He heard
• 1:51:39
  nothing but the scratching of pens, the rustle of turning over pages, and
• 1:51:43
  conversation in the corner's furthest from Andre Filopovitch's seat. Mister Goolyadkin looked at Anton
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  Antonovitch, and as in all probability, our hero's countenance fully reflected his real
• 1:51:55
  condition and harmonized with the whole position, and was consequently, from one point
• 1:52:00
  of view, very remarkable. Good natured Anton Antonovitch, laying aside his pen,
• 1:52:05
  inquired after his health with marked sympathy. I'm very well, thank god,
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  Anton Antonovitch, said mister Goyadkin, stammering, I am perfectly well,
• 1:52:16
  Anton Antonovitch. I am all right now, Anton Antonovitch, he added,
• 1:52:21
  uncertainly, not yet fully trusting Anton Antonovitch, whose name he had mentioned so
• 1:52:27
  often, I fancied you are not quite well, though, that's not to
• 1:52:31
  be wondered at no. Indeed, nowadays especially there's such a lot of illness
• 1:52:35
  going about. Do you know, yes, Anton Antonovitch, I know there
• 1:52:40
  is such a lot of illness I did not mean that, Anton Antonovitch.
• 1:52:44
  Mister Goyadkin went on, looking intently at Anton Antonovitch. You see, Anton
• 1:52:48
  Antonovitch, I don't even know how you that is. I mean to say,
• 1:52:53
  how to approach this matter? Anton Antanovitch, How so I really do
• 1:52:59
  you know? I must confess it. Don't quite understand. You must you
• 1:53:03
  must explain, you know in what way? You are in difficulties? Said
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  Anton Antonovitch, beginning to be in difficulties himself, seeing that there were actually
• 1:53:14
  tears in mister Golyadkin's eyes. Really, Anton Antonovitch, I here there's there's
• 1:53:19
  a clerk here, Anton Antonovitch. Well, I don't understand now, I
• 1:53:26
  mean to say, Anton Atanovitch, there's a new clerk here. Yes,
• 1:53:30
  there is a namesake of yours? What cried mister Golyadkin. I say,
• 1:53:34
  a namesake of yours? His name's Golyadkin too. Isn't he a brother of
• 1:53:39
  yours? No, Anton Antonovitch, I, Hm, you don't say so.
• 1:53:44
  Why I thought he must be a relation of yours? Do you know
• 1:53:46
  there's sort of a family likeness. Mister Goyadkin was petrified with astonishment and for
• 1:53:53
  the moment he could not speak to treat so lightly such a horrible, unheard
• 1:53:57
  of thing, a thing undeniably rare and curious in its way, a thing
• 1:54:00
  which would have amazed even an unconcerned spectator to talk of a family resemblance when
• 1:54:06
  he could see himself as in a looking glass. Do you know, Yakov
• 1:54:12
  Petrovitch, what I advise you to do? Anton and Tanovitch went on,
• 1:54:15
  go and consult a doctor. Do you know you look somehow quite unwell?
• 1:54:19
  Your eyes look peculiar. You know there's a peculiar expression in them. No,
• 1:54:25
  Antona Tonovich, I feel, of course, that is I keep wanting
• 1:54:29
  to ask about this clerk. Well, that is, have you not noticed
• 1:54:33
  anton Antonovitch something peculiar about him? Something very marked? That is? That
• 1:54:41
  is, I mean, Anton Antonovich a striking likeness with somebody, for instance,
• 1:54:45
  with me, for instance. You spoke just now, you see,
• 1:54:48
  Anton Antonovich, of a family likeness. You let slip the remark you know
• 1:54:55
  there are really sometimes twins exactly alike, like two drops of so that they
• 1:55:00
  can't be told apart. Well, it's that that, I mean, to
• 1:55:03
  be sure, said Antona Antonovitch, after a moment's thought, speaking as though
• 1:55:09
  he were struck by the fact for the first time. Yes, indeed,
• 1:55:12
  you are right. There is a striking likeness, and you are quite right
• 1:55:15
  in what you say. You really might be mistaken for one another. He
• 1:55:18
  went on, opening his eyes wider and wider. And do you know,
• 1:55:24
  Yakov Petrovitch, it's a positively marvelous likeness, fantastic in fact, as the
• 1:55:30
  saying is. That is just as you have you observed, Yakov Petrovitch.
• 1:55:34
  I wanted to ask you to explain it. Yes, I confess I didn't
• 1:55:38
  take particular notice at first. It's wonderful, It's really wonderful. And you
• 1:55:43
  know you are not a native of these parts, are you, Yakov Petrovitch.
• 1:55:47
  No, he is not from these parts. You know either, perhaps
• 1:55:51
  he comes from the same part of the country as you do. Where may
• 1:55:56
  I make bold to inquire? Did your mother live? For the most part?
• 1:56:00
  You say, you say, Antona Antonovitch, that he is not a
• 1:56:03
  native of these parts. No, he is not. And indeed, how
• 1:56:08
  strange it is, continued the talkative anton Antonovitch, for whom it was a
• 1:56:12
  genuine treat to gossip. It may well arouse curiosity. And yet you know
• 1:56:18
  you might often pass him by, brush against him without noticing anything. But
• 1:56:24
  you mustn't be upset about it. It's a thing that does happen. Do
• 1:56:27
  you know the same thing I must tell you happen to my aunt on my
• 1:56:30
  mother's side. She saw her own double before her death. No, I
• 1:56:35
  excuse my interrupting you, Anton Antonovitch. I wanted to find out, Anton
• 1:56:41
  Antonovitch, how that clerk that is on what footing is he here in place
• 1:56:46
  of Semyon Ivanovitch to fill the vacancy left by his death. The post was
• 1:56:51
  vacant, so he was appointed. Do you know I'm told poor dear Semyon
• 1:56:56
  Ivanovitch left three children, All tiny dots fell at the feet of his excellency.
• 1:57:01
  They do say she's hiding something. She's got a bit of money,
• 1:57:04
  but she's hiding it. No, anton Antonovitch, I was still referring to
• 1:57:10
  that circumstance. You mean to be sure, But why are you so interested
• 1:57:15
  in that? I tell you not to upset yourself. All this is temporary
• 1:57:19
  to some extent. Why, after all, you know you have nothing to
• 1:57:23
  do with it. So it has been ordained by God Almighty. It's his
• 1:57:27
  will and it is sinful repining. His wisdom is apparent in it, and
• 1:57:31
  as far as I can make out, Yakov Petrovitch, you are not to
• 1:57:34
  blame in any way. There are all sorts of strange things in the world.
• 1:57:39
  Mother Nature is liberal with her gifts, and you are not called upon
• 1:57:42
  to answer for it. You won't be responsible here. For instance, you
• 1:57:46
  have heard I expect of those what's their name, Oh, the Siamese twins
• 1:57:50
  who are joined together at the back, live and eat and sleep together.
• 1:57:55
  I'm told they get a lot of money. Allow me, Anton, Anton,
• 1:58:00
  I understand, I understand, yes, But what of it? It's
• 1:58:02
  no matter, I tell you. As far as I can see, there's
• 1:58:05
  nothing for you to upset yourself about. After all, he's a clerk.
• 1:58:10
  As a clerk, he seems to be a capable man. He says his
• 1:58:13
  name is Goliatkin, that he's not a native of this district, and that
• 1:58:16
  he's a titular counselor. He had a personal interview with his excellency, And
• 1:58:21
  how did his excellency? It was all right, I am told. He
• 1:58:26
  gave a satisfactory account of himself, gave his reasons, said it is like
• 1:58:30
  this, your excellency, and that he was without means and anxious to enter
• 1:58:35
  the service, and would be particularly flattered to be serving under his excellency.
• 1:58:41
  All that was proper, you know, he expressed himself neatly. He must
• 1:58:45
  be a sensible man. But of course he came with a recommendation. He
• 1:58:48
  couldn't have got in without that. Oh from whom that is? I mean,
• 1:58:53
  who is it? Has had a hand in this shameful business. Yes,
• 1:58:57
  a good recommendation, I'm told. His excellence, I'm told, laughed
• 1:59:00
  with andre Filopovitch laughed with Andre Filopovitch. Yes, he only just smiled and
• 1:59:08
  said that it was all right that he had nothing against it, so long
• 1:59:11
  as he did his duty. Well, and what more? You relieve me
• 1:59:15
  to some extent, anton Antonovitch, go on, I entreat you, excuse
• 1:59:19
  me, I must tell you again. Well, then, come, it's
• 1:59:21
  nothing. It's a very simple matter. You mustn't upset yourself, I tell
• 1:59:26
  you. And there's nothing suspicious about it, no, I that is,
• 1:59:30
  anton Antonovitch. I want to ask you. Didn't his Excellency say anything more
• 1:59:35
  about me? For instance? Well, to be sure, no, nothing
• 1:59:40
  of the sort. You can set your mind quite at rest, you know,
• 1:59:43
  it is, of course, a rather striking circumstance. And at first,
• 1:59:45
  why here I, for instance, I scarcely noticed it. I really
• 1:59:49
  don't know why I didn't notice it until you mentioned it. But you can
• 1:59:54
  set your mind at rest entirely, he said, nothing particular, absolutely nothing,
• 2:00:00
  good, natured Anton Antonovitch, getting up from his chair. So,
• 2:00:03
  then, Anton Antonovitch, I, oh, you must excuse me here.
• 2:00:08
  I've been gossiping about these trivial matters, and I've business that is important and
• 2:00:12
  urgent. I must inquire about it, Anton Antonovitch. Andre Filopovitch's voice sounded,
• 2:00:17
  summoning him politely. His Excellency has been asking for you this minute.
• 2:00:23
  I'm coming this minute, Andre Filopovitch, and Anton Antonovitch, taking a pile
• 2:00:28
  of papers, flew off first to Andre Filopovitch and then into his Excellency's room.
• 2:00:33
  Then what is the meaning of it, thought mister Goyadkim. Is there
• 2:00:36
  some sort of a game going on? So the winds in that quarter,
• 2:00:40
  now that's just as well. So thinks of taking a much pleasanter turn.
• 2:00:45
  Our hero said to himself, rubbing his hands, and so delighted that he
• 2:00:47
  scarcely knew where he was. So our position is an ordinary thing. So
• 2:00:53
  it turns out to be all nonsense. It comes to nothing at all.
• 2:00:56
  No one has done anything, really, and they are not budge, the
• 2:01:00
  rascals. They are sitting busy over their work. That's splendid, splendid.
• 2:01:04
  I like the good natured fellow. I've always liked him, and I'm always
• 2:01:08
  ready to respect him. Though it must be said, one doesn't know what
• 2:01:12
  to think this Anton Antonovitch. I'm afraid to trust him. His hair's very
• 2:01:16
  gray, and he's so old, he's getting shaky. It's an immense and
• 2:01:20
  glorious thing that his excellency said nothing and let it pass. It's a good
• 2:01:25
  thing I approve. Only Why does Andre Philopovitch interfere with his grins? What's
• 2:01:30
  he got to do with it? The old rogue always on my track,
• 2:01:33
  always like a black cat on the watch, to run across a man's path,
• 2:01:36
  always thwarting and annoying a man, Always annoying and thwarting a man.
• 2:01:43
  Mister Goyatkin looked around him again and again, his hopes revived. Yet he
• 2:01:47
  felt that he was troubled by one remote idea, an unpleasant idea. It
• 2:01:51
  even occurred to him that he might try somehow to make up to the clerks
• 2:01:56
  to be the first in the field, even perhaps when leaving the office,
• 2:02:00
  are going up to them as though about his work, to drop a hint
• 2:02:03
  in the course of conversation, saying, this is how it is, what
• 2:02:06
  a striking likeness, gentleman, A strange circumstance, a burlesque farce that is
• 2:02:13
  treated all lightly, and in this way sound the depth of the danger.
• 2:02:17
  Devils breed in still waters, our hero concluded inwardly. Mister Goliadkin, however,
• 2:02:24
  only contemplated this. He thought better of it in time. He realized
• 2:02:28
  that this would be going too far. That's your temperament, he said to
• 2:02:30
  himself, tapping himself lightly on the forehead. As soon as you gain anything,
• 2:02:35
  you are delighted. You're a simple soul. No, you and I
• 2:02:40
  had better be patient, Yakov Petrovitch, let us wait and be patient.
• 2:02:44
  Nevertheless, as we have mentioned already, mister Golyadkin was buoyed up with the
• 2:02:48
  most confident hopes, feeling as though he had risen from the dead. No
• 2:02:54
  matter, he thought, it's as though a hundred tons had been lifted off
• 2:02:57
  my chest. Here is a circumstance to be sure the box has been opened
• 2:03:01
  by lifting the lid. Krilov is right, a clever chap, a rogue,
• 2:03:06
  that Krilov, and a great fable writer. And as for him,
• 2:03:10
  let him work in the office, and good luck to him, so long
• 2:03:13
  as he doesn't meddle or interfere with anyone. Let him work in the office.
• 2:03:16
  I consent and approve. Meanwhile, the hours were passing flying by,
• 2:03:21
  and before he noticed the time it struck four, the office was closed.
• 2:03:26
  Andre Philopovitch took his hat, and all followed his example. In due course,
• 2:03:30
  mister Gooyadkin dawdled a little on purpose, long enough to be the last
• 2:03:34
  to go out, when all the others had gone their several ways. Going
• 2:03:38
  out from the street, he felt as though he were in paradise, so
• 2:03:42
  that he even felt inclined to go a longer way round and to walk along
• 2:03:45
  the Nevsky prospect. To be sure, this is destiny, thought our hero,
• 2:03:49
  this unexpected turn in affairs, And the weather's more cheerful, and the
• 2:03:55
  frost and the little sledges, and the frost suits the Russian. The Russian
• 2:03:58
  gets on capitally with the frost. I like the Russian and the dear little
• 2:04:02
  snow, and the first few flakes in autumn. The sportsman would say,
• 2:04:06
  it would be nice to go shooting hares in the first snow. Well,
• 2:04:11
  there, it doesn't matter. This was how mister Goyatkin's enthusiasm found expression.
• 2:04:16
  Yet something was fretting in his brain. Not exactly melancholy, but at times
• 2:04:20
  he had such a gnawing at his heart that he did not know how to
• 2:04:24
  find relief. Let us wait for the day, though, and then we
• 2:04:27
  shall rejoice. And after all, you know, what does it matter?
• 2:04:30
  Come, let us think it over, Let us look at it. Come,
• 2:04:33
  let us consider it, my young friend, Let us consider it.
• 2:04:38
  Why a man's exactly like you in the first place, absolutely the same?
• 2:04:42
  Well, what is there in that? If there's such a man, why
• 2:04:45
  should I weep over it? What's it to me? I stand aside?
• 2:04:47
  I whistle to myself, and that's all. That's what I laid myself open
• 2:04:54
  too, And that's all about it. Let him work in the office.
• 2:04:57
  Well, it's a strange and marvelous thing. They say that, the Siamese
• 2:05:00
  twins. But why bring in the Siamese twins. They are twins, of
• 2:05:04
  course, But even great men, you know, sometimes look queer creatures.
• 2:05:09
  In fact, we know from history that the famous Souvuov used to crow like
• 2:05:14
  a cock. But there he did all that with political motives, and he
• 2:05:17
  was a great general. But what are generals after all? But I keep
• 2:05:23
  myself to myself, that's all, and I don't care about any one else,
• 2:05:27
  And secure in my innocence, I scorned my enemies. I am not
• 2:05:30
  one to intrigue, and I am proud of it. Genuine, straightforward,
• 2:05:34
  neat and nice, meek and mild. All at once mister Woyadkin broke off.
• 2:05:40
  His tongue failed him, and he began trembling like a leaf. He
• 2:05:44
  even closed his eyes for a minute, hoping, however, that the object
• 2:05:48
  of his terror was only an illusion. He opened his eyes and at last
• 2:05:51
  stole a timid glance to the right. No, it was not an illusion.
• 2:05:57
  His acquaintance of that morning was tripping along by his side, smiling,
• 2:06:01
  peeping into his face, and apparently seeking an opportunity to begin a conversation with
• 2:06:06
  him. The conversation was not begun, however. They both walked like this
• 2:06:12
  for about fifty paces all, mister Golyadkin's efforts were concentrated on muffling himself up,
• 2:06:17
  hiding himself in his coat, and pulling his hat down as far as
• 2:06:21
  possible over his eyes to complete his mortification. His companion's coat and hat looked
• 2:06:28
  as though they had been taken off. Mister Golyadkin himself, Sir, our
• 2:06:32
  hero, articulated at last, trying to speak almost in a whisper and not
• 2:06:38
  looking at his companion. We are going different ways. I believe, I
• 2:06:41
  am convinced of it. In fact, he said, after a brief pause,
• 2:06:45
  I am convinced, indeed that you quite understand me. He added rather
• 2:06:48
  severely in conclusion, I could have wished his companion pronounced at last, I
• 2:06:54
  could have wished, no doubt you will be magnanimous and pardon me. I
• 2:06:58
  don't know to whom to address myself here my circumstances. I trust you will
• 2:07:02
  pardon my intrusiveness. I fancied, indeed, that, moved by compassion,
• 2:07:06
  you showed some interest in me this morning. On my side, I felt
• 2:07:11
  drawn to you from the first moment. I at this point, mister Golyadkin
• 2:07:15
  inwardly wish that his companion might sink into the earth if I might venture to
• 2:07:20
  hope that you would accord me an indulgent hearing, Yakov Petrovitch, we here
• 2:07:27
  we wei, you had better come home with me, answered mister Golyadkin.
• 2:07:30
  We will cross now to the other side of the Nevsky Prospect. It will
• 2:07:33
  be more convenient for us there, and then by the little back street.
• 2:07:38
  We'd better go by the back street. Very well, by all means,
• 2:07:41
  let us go by the back street. Our hero's meek companion responded timidly,
• 2:07:45
  suggesting by the tone of his reply that it was not for him to choose,
• 2:07:49
  and that in his position he was quite prepared to accept the back street.
• 2:07:55
  As for mister Golyadkin, he was utterly unable to grasp what was happening
• 2:07:59
  to him. He could not believe in himself, He could not get over
• 2:08:03
  his amazement. End of chapter six, Chapter seven, he recovered himself a
• 2:08:16
  little on the staircase as he went up to his flat. Oh, I'm
• 2:08:18
  a sheep's head, he railed at himself inwardly. Where am I taking him?
• 2:08:22
  I am thrusting my head into the noose. What will Patrushka think seeing
• 2:08:26
  us together? What will the scoundrel dare to imagine? Now he's suspicious,
• 2:08:33
  But it was too late to regret it. Mister Goliadkin knocked at the door.
• 2:08:37
  It was opened, and Patrushka began taking off the visitor's coat as well
• 2:08:41
  as his master's. Mister Goliadkin looked askance, just stealing a glance at Patrushka,
• 2:08:46
  trying to read his countenance and divine what he was thinking. But to
• 2:08:50
  his intense astonishment, he saw that his servants showed no trace of surprise,
• 2:08:56
  but seemed, on the contrary, to be expecting something of the sort.
• 2:09:00
  Of course, he did look morose as it was. He kept his eyes
• 2:09:03
  turned away and looked as though he would like to fall upon somebody. Hasn't
• 2:09:07
  somebody bewitched them all to day? Thought our hero. Some devil must have
• 2:09:11
  got round them. There certainly must be something peculiar in the whole lot of
• 2:09:16
  them to day. Damn it all, what a worry it is. Such
• 2:09:20
  were mister Goyatkin's thoughts and reflections as he led his visitor into his room and
• 2:09:24
  politely asked him to sit down. The visitor appeared to be greatly embarrassed.
• 2:09:28
  He was very shy and humbly watched every movement his host made, caught his
• 2:09:33
  glance, and seemed trying to divine his thoughts from them. There was a
• 2:09:39
  down trodden, crushed, scared look about all his gestures, so that,
• 2:09:43
  if the comparison may be allowed, he was, at that moment rather like
• 2:09:46
  the man who, having lost his clothes, is dressed up in somebody else's.
• 2:09:50
  The sleeves work up to the elbows, the waist is almost up to
• 2:09:56
  his neck, and he keeps every minute pulling down the short waistcoat. He
• 2:10:01
  wriggles sideways and turns away, tries to hide himself, or peeps into every
• 2:10:05
  face and listens whether people are talking of his position, laughing at him,
• 2:10:09
  or putting him to shame. And he is crimson with shame and overwhelmed with
• 2:10:15
  confusion and wounded vanity. Mister Goliadkin put down his hat in the window and
• 2:10:20
  carelessly sent it flying to the floor. The visitor darted at once to pick
• 2:10:24
  it up, brushed off the dust, and carefully put it back, while
• 2:10:28
  he laid his own on the floor near a chair, on the edge of
• 2:10:31
  which he meekly seated himself. This little circumstance did something to open mister Goliadkin's
• 2:10:39
  eyes. He realized that the man was in great straits, and did not
• 2:10:43
  put himself out for his visitor, as he had done at first, very
• 2:10:46
  properly, leaving all that to the man himself. The visitor, for his
• 2:10:50
  part, did nothing. Either Whether he was shy, a little ashamed,
• 2:10:54
  or from politeness was waiting for his house to begin is not certain and be
• 2:11:00
  difficult to determine. At that moment, Patrushka came in. He stood still
• 2:11:05
  in the doorway and fixed his eyes in the direction furthest from where the visitor
• 2:11:09
  and his master were seated. Shall I bring in dinner for two? He
• 2:11:13
  said carelessly in a husky voice. I I don't know yet yet, yes,
• 2:11:18
  but bring in dinner for two, my boy. Petrushka went out.
• 2:11:22
  Mister Boyadkin glanced at his visitor. The latter crimsoned to his ears. Mister
• 2:11:28
  Bolyadkin was a kind hearted man, and so in the kindness of his heart
• 2:11:33
  he at once elaborated a theory the fellow's hard up, He thought, yes,
• 2:11:37
  and in his situation only one day. Most likely he suffered in his
• 2:11:41
  time. Maybe his good clothes are all that he has and nothing to get
• 2:11:46
  him a dinner. Ah, poor fellow, how crushed he seems. But
• 2:11:50
  no matter. In a way it's better. So excuse me, began mister
• 2:11:54
  Boyadkin, allow me to ask what I may call you? I I I'm
• 2:12:00
  Yakov Petrovitch. His visitor almost whispered, as though conscience stricken and ashamed,
• 2:12:05
  as though apologizing for being called Yakov Petrovitch too. Yakov Petrovitch, repeated our
• 2:12:11
  hero, unable to conceal his confusion. Yes, just so, the same
• 2:12:16
  name as yours, responded the meek visitor, venturing to smile and speak a
• 2:12:22
  little jocosely, but immediately he drew back, assuming a very serious air,
• 2:12:26
  though a little disconcerted, noticing that his host was in no joking mood.
• 2:12:31
  You allow me to ask you to what am I indebted for the honor?
• 2:12:37
  Knowing your generosity and your benevolence, interposed the visitor in a rapid but timid
• 2:12:41
  voice, half rising from his seat. I have ventured to appeal to you
• 2:12:46
  and to beg for your acquaintance and protection, he concluded, choosing his phrases
• 2:12:52
  with difficulty and trying to select words not too flattering or servile, that he
• 2:12:56
  might not compromise his dignity, and not so bold as to suggest an unseemly
• 2:13:01
  equality. In fact, one may say the visitor behaved like a gentlemanly beggar
• 2:13:07
  with a darned waistcoat, with an honorable passport in his pocket, who has
• 2:13:13
  not yet learnt by practice to hold out his hand properly for alms. You
• 2:13:16
  perplex me, answered mister Goyadkin, gazing round at himself, his walls,
• 2:13:22
  and his visitor. In what could I that is? I mean, in
• 2:13:26
  what way could I be of service to you? I felt drawn to you,
• 2:13:31
  Yakov Petrovitch, at first sight, and graciously forgive me. I built
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  my hopes on you. I made bold to build my hopes on you,
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  Yakov Petrovitch. I I'm in a desperate plight here, Yakov Petrovitch. I'm
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  poor. I've had a great deal of trouble, Yakov Petrovitch, and have
• 2:13:46
  only recently come here, learning that you, with your innate goodness and excellence
• 2:13:52
  of heart, are of the same name, mister Goyadkin, frowned, of
• 2:13:56
  the same name as myself, and a native of the same disc I made
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  up my mind to appeal to you and to make known to you my difficult
• 2:14:05
  position. Very good, very good. I really don't know what to say,
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  mister Boyatkin responded in an embarrassed voice. We'll have a talk after dinner.
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  The visitor bowed. Dinner was brought in, Patrishka laid the table,
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  and mister Boyatkin and his visitor proceeded to partake of it. The dinner did
• 2:14:24
  not last long, for they were both in a hurry. The host because
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  he felt ill at ease, and was besides ashamed that the dinner was a
• 2:14:31
  poor one. He was partly ashamed because he wanted to give the visitor a
• 2:14:35
  good meal, and partly because he wanted to show him he did not live
• 2:14:39
  like a beggar. The visitor, on his side, too, was in
• 2:14:43
  terrible confusion and extremely embarrassed. When he had finished the piece of bread he
• 2:14:48
  had taken, he was afraid to put out his hand to take another piece,
• 2:14:52
  was ashamed to help himself to the best morsels, and was continually assuring
• 2:14:56
  his host that he was not at all hungry, that the dinner was excellent,
• 2:15:01
  that he was absolutely satisfied with it and should not forget it. To
• 2:15:05
  his dying day. When the meal was over, mister Goladkin lighted his pipe
• 2:15:09
  and offered a second, which was brought in to the visitor. They sat
• 2:15:13
  facing each other, and the visitor began telling his adventures. Mister Goyadkin Junior's
• 2:15:20
  story lasted for three or four hours. His history was, however, composed
• 2:15:24
  of the most trivial and wretched, if one may say so, incidents.
• 2:15:30
  It dealt with details of service in some law court in the provinces, of
• 2:15:35
  prosecutors and presidents of some department, intrigues, of the depravity of some registration
• 2:15:41
  clerks, of an inspector, of the sudden appointment of a new chief in
• 2:15:46
  the department. Of how the second mister Goyadkin had suffered quite without any fault
• 2:15:50
  on his part of his aged aunt Pelagia Siaminova. Of how through various intrigues
• 2:15:58
  on the part of his enemies, he had lost his situation and had come
• 2:16:01
  to Petersburg on foot of the harassing and wretched time he had spent here in
• 2:16:07
  Petersburg. How for a long time he had tried in vain to get a
• 2:16:11
  job, and had spent all his money, had nothing left, had been
• 2:16:15
  living almost in the street, lived on a crust of bread, and washed
• 2:16:18
  it down with his tears, slept on the bare floor, and how finally
• 2:16:22
  some good Christian had exerted himself on his behalf, had given him an introduction,
• 2:16:28
  and had nobly got him into a new berth. Mister Goyadkin's visitor shed
• 2:16:33
  tears as he told his story, and wiped his eyes with a blue check
• 2:16:37
  handkerchief that looked like oilcloth. He ended by making a clean breast of it
• 2:16:43
  to mister Golyadkin, and confessing that he was not only for the time without
• 2:16:46
  means of subsistence and money for a decent lodging, but had not even the
• 2:16:50
  wherewithal to fit himself out properly, so that he had not, he said,
• 2:16:56
  in conclusion, been able to get together enough for a pair of wretched
• 2:17:00
  boots, and that he had to hire a uniform for the time. Mister
• 2:17:05
  Goliadkin was melted. He was genuinely touched. Even though his visitor's story was
• 2:17:09
  the paltrious story, every word of it was like heavenly man ad to his
• 2:17:13
  heart. The fact was that mister Goliadkin was beginning to forget his last misgivings
• 2:17:20
  to surrender his soul to freedom and rejoicing, and at last mentally dubbed himself
• 2:17:26
  a fool. It was all so natural, and what a thing to break
• 2:17:30
  his heart over, What a thing to be so distressed about. To be
• 2:17:33
  sure, there was there really was one ticklish circumstance. But after all it
• 2:17:37
  was not a misfortune. It could be no disgrace to a man. It
• 2:17:41
  could not cast a slur on his honor or ruin his career if he were
• 2:17:45
  innocent, since nature herself was mixed up in it. Moreover, the visitor
• 2:17:50
  begged for protection, wept railed at destiny. Seemed such an artless, pitiful,
• 2:17:56
  insignificant person, with no craft or malice about him, And he seemed
• 2:18:01
  now to be ashamed of himself, though perhaps on different grounds. Of the
• 2:18:05
  strange resemblance of his countenance with that of mister Goliadkin's. His behavior was absolutely
• 2:18:11
  unimpeachable. His one desire was to please his host, and he looked as
• 2:18:16
  a man looks who feels conscience stricken, and to blame in regard to someone
• 2:18:20
  else. If any doubtful point were touched upon, for instance, the visitor
• 2:18:24
  at once agreed with mister Goliadkin's opinion. If by mistake he advanced an opinion
• 2:18:31
  in opposition to mister Goliadkin's, and afterwards noticed that he had made a slip,
• 2:18:35
  he immediately corrected his mistake, explained himself, and made it clear that
• 2:18:39
  he meant the same thing as his host, that he thought as he did,
• 2:18:43
  and took the same view of everything as he did. In fact,
• 2:18:46
  the visitor made every possible effort to make up to mister Goliadkin, so that
• 2:18:52
  the latter made up his mind at last that his visitor must be a very
• 2:18:56
  amiable person in every way. Meanwhile, tea was brought in. It was
• 2:19:00
  nearly nine o'clock. Mister Goliadkin, felt in a very good humor, grew
• 2:19:05
  lively and skittish, let himself go a little, and finally plunged into a
• 2:19:09
  most animated and interesting conversation with his visitor. In his festive moments, mister
• 2:19:15
  Goliadkin was fond of telling interesting anecdotes, So now he told the visitor a
• 2:19:20
  great deal about Petersburg, about its entertainments and attractions, about the theater at
• 2:19:26
  the clubs, about Berliov's picture, and about the two Englishmen who came from
• 2:19:31
  England to Petersburg on purpose to look at the iron railing of the summer garden,
• 2:19:35
  and returned at once when they had seen it. About the office,
• 2:19:39
  about Olsufya Ivanovitch and andre Filopovitch, about the way that Russia was progressing,
• 2:19:45
  was hour by hour, progressing towards a state of perfection, so that arts
• 2:19:50
  and letters flourish here today, about an anecdote he had lately read in the
• 2:19:54
  Northern b concerning a boa constrictor in India of immense strength, about Barren Brambius,
• 2:20:01
  and so on. In short, mister Goliadkin was quite happy, first
• 2:20:05
  because his mind was at rest. Secondly, because so far from being afraid
• 2:20:09
  of his enemies, he was quite prepared now to challenge them all to Mortal
• 2:20:15
  Kombat. Thirdly, because he was now in the role of patron and was
• 2:20:18
  doing a good deed. Yet he was conscious, at the bottom of his
• 2:20:22
  heart that he was not perfectly happy. That there still was a hidden worm
• 2:20:26
  gnawing at his heart, though it was only a tiny one. He was
• 2:20:31
  extremely worried by the thought of the previous evening at Olsufya Ivanovitch's he would have
• 2:20:37
  given a great deal now for nothing to have happened. Of what took place.
• 2:20:41
  Then it's of no matter, though our hero decided at last, and
• 2:20:46
  he firmly resolved in his heart to behave well in future, and never to
• 2:20:50
  be guilty of such pranks again. As mister Goliadkin was now completely worked up
• 2:20:56
  and had suddenly become almost blissful, the fancy took him to have a jovial
• 2:21:01
  time. Rome was brought in by Patrushka, and punch was prepared. The
• 2:21:05
  visitor and his host drained glass each and then a second. The visitor appeared
• 2:21:11
  even more amiable than before, and gave more than one proof of his frankness
• 2:21:16
  and charming character. He entered keenly into mister Golyadkin's joy, seemed only to
• 2:21:22
  rejoice in his rejoicing and to look upon him as his one and only benefactor.
• 2:21:26
  Taking up a pen and a sheet of paper, he asked mister Golyadkin
• 2:21:31
  not to look at what he was going to write, but afterwards showed his
• 2:21:35
  host what he had written. It turned out to be a verse of four
• 2:21:37
  lines, written with a good deal of feeling, in excellent language and handwriting,
• 2:21:43
  and evidently was the composition of the amiable visitor himself. The lines were
• 2:21:48
  as follows. If thou forget me, I shall not forget thee though all
• 2:21:54
  things maybe, do not thou forget me. With tears in his eyes,
• 2:21:58
  mister Goyadkin embraced his companion, and, completely overcome by his feelings, began
• 2:22:05
  to initiate his friend into some of his own secrets and private affairs, Andre
• 2:22:11
  Fulopovich and Klara Osufiena being prominent in his remarks. Well, you may be
• 2:22:18
  sure we shall get on together, Yakov Petrovitch, aid our hero to his
• 2:22:20
  visitor. You and I will take to each other like fish to the water,
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  Yakov Petrovitch, we shall be like brothers, will be cunning, my
• 2:22:28
  dear fellow. We'll work together. We'll get up an intrigue two to pay
• 2:22:33
  them out, to pay them out, We'll get up an intrigue two.
• 2:22:35
  And don't you trust any of them. I know you, Yakov Petrovitch,
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  and I understand your character. You'll tell them everything straight out. You know
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  you're a godless soul. You must hold aloof from them all, my boy,
• 2:22:48
  His companion entirely agreed with him, thanked mister Golyadkin, and he too
• 2:22:54
  grew tearful. At last, do you know, Yasha, mister Goyadkin went
• 2:22:58
  on, in a sheik voice, weak with emotion. You must stay with
• 2:23:03
  me for a time, or stay with me forever. We shall get on
• 2:23:05
  together. What do you say, brother, Eh, don't you worry or
• 2:23:09
  repine because there's such a strange circumstance about us. Now, it's a sin
• 2:23:15
  to repine. Brother, it's nature, and mother nature is liberal with her
• 2:23:18
  gifts. So there, brother Yasha, it's from love for you that I
• 2:23:22
  speak, from brotherly love. But we'll be cunning. Yasha will lay a
• 2:23:28
  mine too, and we'll make them laugh the other side of their mouths.
• 2:23:31
  They reached their third and fourth glasses of punch at last, and then mister
• 2:23:35
  Goliadkin began to be aware of two sensations, the one that he was extraordinarily
• 2:23:41
  happy, and the other that he could not stand upon his legs. The
• 2:23:46
  guest was, of course invited to stay the night. A bed was somehow
• 2:23:50
  made up on two chairs. Mister Goliadkin Junior declared that under a friend's roof,
• 2:23:54
  the bare floor would be a soft bed, that for his part,
• 2:23:58
  he could sleep anywhere, humh and gratefully that he was in paradise. Now
• 2:24:03
  that he had been through a great deal of trouble and grief in his time.
• 2:24:05
  He had seen ups and downs, He had all sorts of things to
• 2:24:09
  put up with. Who could tell what the future would be. Maybe he
• 2:24:13
  would have still more to put up with. Mister Goyadkin Senior protested against this,
• 2:24:18
  and began to maintain that one must put one's faith in God. His
• 2:24:22
  guest entirely agreed, observing that there was, of course no one like God.
• 2:24:28
  At this point, mister Goyadkin Senior observed that in certain respects the Turks
• 2:24:31
  were right in calling upon God even in their sleep. Then, though disagreeing
• 2:24:37
  with certain learned professors in the Slanders, they had promulgated against the Turkish prophet
• 2:24:41
  Mahomet, and recognizing him as a great politician in his own line, mister
• 2:24:46
  goyad Can passed to a very interesting description of an Algerian barber's shop, which
• 2:24:52
  he had read of in a book of miscellanies. The friends laughed heartily at
• 2:24:56
  the simplicity of the Turks, but it do tribute to the fanaticism which they
• 2:25:03
  ascribed to opium. At last, the guests began undressing, and thinking,
• 2:25:07
  in the kindness of his heart that very likely he hadn't even a decent shirt.
• 2:25:11
  Mister Goliadkin went behind the screen to avoid embarrassing a man who had suffered
• 2:25:16
  enough, and partly to reassure himself as far as possible about Patrushka, to
• 2:25:22
  sound him, to cheer him up, if he could, to be kind
• 2:25:24
  to the fellow, so that everyone might be happy, and that everything might
• 2:25:28
  be pleasant all round. It must be remarked that Patrushka still rather bothered,
• 2:25:33
  mister Golyadkin. You go to bed now, Pedoor, mister Goliadkin said,
• 2:25:37
  blandly, going into his servant's domain. You go to bed now and wake
• 2:25:41
  me up at eight o'clock. Do you understand, Patrushka. Mister Goyadkin spoke
• 2:25:46
  with exceptional softness and friendliness, but Patrushka remained mute. He was busy making
• 2:25:52
  his bed and did not even turn round to face his master, which he
• 2:25:56
  ought to have done out of simple respect. Did do you hear what I
• 2:26:00
  said, Peter? Mister Goliadkin went on, you go to bed now and
• 2:26:03
  wake me tomorrow at eight o'clock. Do you understand why I know that.
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  What's the use of telling me, Patrusha grumbled to himself. Well, that's
• 2:26:11
  right, Patrushka. I only mentioned it that you might be happy and at
• 2:26:15
  rest. Now we are all happy, so I want you too to be
• 2:26:20
  happy and satisfied. And now I wish you good night sleep Patrushka's sleep.
• 2:26:24
  We all have to work. Don't think anything amiss, my man, mister
• 2:26:30
  Goyadkin began, but stopped short. Isn't this too much? He thought?
• 2:26:33
  Haven't I gone too far? That's how it always is. I always overdo
• 2:26:37
  things. Our hero felt much dissatisfied with himself as he left Patrushka. He
• 2:26:43
  was besides rather wounded by Patrushka's grumpiness and rudeness. One just with the rascal.
• 2:26:50
  His master does him too much honor, and the rascal does not feel
• 2:26:52
  it, thought mister Goliadkin. But there, that's the nasty way of all
• 2:26:56
  that sort of people. Somewhat shaken, he went back to his and,
• 2:27:00
  seeing that his guest had settled himself for the night, he sat down on
• 2:27:03
  his edge of the bed for a minute. Come you must own yasha,
• 2:27:07
  He began in a whisper, wagging his head. You're a rascal. You
• 2:27:11
  know what a way you've treated me? You see, you've got my name?
• 2:27:13
  Do you know that? He went on jesting in a rather familiar way
• 2:27:18
  with his visitor. At last saying a friendly good night to him, Mister
• 2:27:22
  Goliadkin began preparing for the night. The visitor, meanwhile, began snoring.
• 2:27:28
  Mister Goliadkin, in his turn, got into bed, laughing and whispering to
• 2:27:31
  himself. You are drunk today, my dear fellow, Yakov Petrovitch, You
• 2:27:35
  rascal, you old Goyadkin. What a surname to have? Why what are
• 2:27:39
  you so pleased about? You'll be crying tomorrow, you know, you sniffler?
• 2:27:43
  What am I to do with you? At this point, a rather
• 2:27:46
  strange sensation pervaded mister Golyadkin's whole being, something like doubt or remorse. I've
• 2:27:54
  been over excited and let myself go, he thought. Now I've a noise
• 2:27:58
  in my head and I'm drunk. I couldn't restrain myself. Asked that I
• 2:28:01
  am. I've been babbling bushels of nonsense, and like a rascal. I
• 2:28:05
  was planning to be so sly, of course, to forgive and forget injuries
• 2:28:09
  is the height of virtue. But it's a bad thing. Nevertheless, Yes,
• 2:28:13
  that's so. At this point, mister Goliadkin got up, took a
• 2:28:18
  candle, and went on tiptoe to look once more at his sleeping guest.
• 2:28:22
  He stood over him for a long time, meditating deeply. An unpleasant picture,
• 2:28:26
  a burlesque, rather burlesque, and that's the fact of the matter.
• 2:28:31
  At last, mister Goyadkin settled down. Finally there was a humming, a
• 2:28:35
  buzzing, a ringing in his head. He grew more and more drowsy,
• 2:28:39
  tried to think about something, to remember something very interesting, to decide something
• 2:28:43
  very important, some delicate question, but could not sleep descended upon his devoted
• 2:28:50
  head, and he slept as people generally doo sleep who are not used to
• 2:28:54
  drinking and have consumed five glasses of punch at some festive gathering. End of
• 2:29:01
  chapter seven, Chapter eight. Mister Golyadkin woke up the next morning at eight
• 2:29:15
  o'clock as usual. As soon as he was awake, he recalled all the
• 2:29:18
  adventures of the previous evening and frowned as he recalled them. Oh, did
• 2:29:22
  I play the fool last night? He thought? Sitting up and glancing at
• 2:29:26
  his visitor's bed. But what was his amazement when he saw in the room
• 2:29:31
  no trace not only of his visitor, but even of the bed on which
• 2:29:35
  his visitor had slept. What does it mean? Mister Golyadkin almost shrieked,
• 2:29:39
  What can it be? What does this new circumstance portend? While mister Goliadkin
• 2:29:43
  was gazing in open mouthed bewilderment at the empty spot, the door creaked and
• 2:29:48
  Patrushka came in with the tea tray. Where where our hero said, in
• 2:29:52
  a voice hardly audible, pointing to the place which had been occupied by his
• 2:29:58
  visitor the night before. At first, Patrushka made no answer and did not
• 2:30:03
  look at his master, but fixed his eyes upon the corner to the right,
• 2:30:05
  till mister Golyadkin felt compelled to look into that corner too. After a
• 2:30:11
  brief silence, however, Patrushka, in a rude and husky voice, answered
• 2:30:15
  that his master was not at home, You idiot, Why I'm your master,
• 2:30:18
  Patrishka, said mister Golyadkin in a breaking voice, looking open eyed at
• 2:30:22
  his servant. Patrushka made no reply, but he gave mister Goyadkin such a
• 2:30:28
  look that the latter crimsoned to his ears, looked at him with such an
• 2:30:31
  insulting reproachfulness almost equivalent to open abuse. Mister Goyadkin was utterly flabbergasted, as
• 2:30:39
  the saying is. At last, Patrushka explained that the other one had gone
• 2:30:43
  away an hour and a half ago and would not wait. His answer,
• 2:30:48
  of course, sounded truthful and probable. It was evident that Patrushka was not
• 2:30:52
  lying, that his insulting look and the phrase the other one employed by him
• 2:30:56
  were only the result of the disgusting circumstance with which he was already familiar.
• 2:31:01
  But still he understood, though dimly, that something was wrong, that destiny
• 2:31:07
  had some other surprise, not altogether a pleasant one in store for him.
• 2:31:11
  All right, we shall see, he thought to himself. We shall see
• 2:31:15
  in due time, we'll get to the bottom of all this. Oh Lord,
• 2:31:18
  have mercy upon us, he moaned in conclusion, in quite a different
• 2:31:22
  voice. And why did I invite him? To What end? Did I
• 2:31:26
  do all that? Why I am thrusting my head into their thievish noose myself,
• 2:31:31
  I am tying the noose with my own hands. Ah, you fool,
• 2:31:33
  you fool. You can't resist babbling like some silly boy, some chancery
• 2:31:39
  clerk, some wretched creature of no class at all, some rag, some
• 2:31:43
  rotten dish clout. Here a gossip, an old woman. Oh all ye
• 2:31:48
  saints. And he wrote verses the rogue and expressed his love for me.
• 2:31:52
  How can I show him the door in a polite way if he turns up
• 2:31:56
  again the rogue? Of course, there are all sorts of ways and beings.
• 2:32:01
  I can say this is how it is my salary being so limited,
• 2:32:05
  or scare him off in some way saying that taking this and that into consideration,
• 2:32:09
  I am forced to make clear that he would have to pay an equal
• 2:32:13
  share of the cost of board and lodging, and pay the money in advance.
• 2:32:18
  Hmm, No, damn it all. No, that would be degrading
• 2:32:22
  to me. It's not quite delicate. Couldn't I do something like this,
• 2:32:26
  suggest to Petrushka that he should annoy him in some way, should be disrespectful,
• 2:32:31
  be rude, and get rid of him in that way, set them
• 2:32:33
  at each other in some way. No, damn it all. No,
• 2:32:37
  it's dangerous. And again, if one looks at it from that point of
• 2:32:41
  view, it's not the right thing at all, not the right thing at
• 2:32:43
  all. But there even if he doesn't come, it will be a bad
• 2:32:46
  lookout too, I babbled to him last night. Ah it's a bad lookout,
• 2:32:52
  a bad lookout. Ah, we're in a bad way. Oh.
• 2:32:54
  I'm a cursed fool, A cursed fool. You can't train yourself to behave
• 2:33:00
  you ought? You can't conduct yourself reasonably? Well? What if he comes
• 2:33:03
  and refuses, and God grant he may come, I should be very glad
• 2:33:09
  if he did come. Such were mister Goliadkin's reflections as he swallowed his tea
• 2:33:13
  and glanced continually at the clock on the wall. It's quarter to nine,
• 2:33:18
  It's time to go, and something will happen. What will there be there?
• 2:33:24
  I should like to know what exactly lies hidden in this that is the
• 2:33:26
  object, the aim, and the various intrigues. It would be a good
• 2:33:31
  thing to find out what all these people are plotting, and what will be
• 2:33:33
  their first step. Mister Goliapkin could endure it no longer. He threw down
• 2:33:39
  his unfinished pipe, dressed and set off for the office, anxious to ward
• 2:33:43
  off the danger if possible and to reassure himself about everything. By his presence
• 2:33:48
  in person there was danger. He knew himself that there was danger. We
• 2:33:54
  will get to the bottom of it, said mister Goliadkin, taking off his
• 2:33:58
  coat and galoshes in the entry. We'll go into all these matters. Immediately
• 2:34:03
  making up his mind to act in this way, our hero put himself to
• 2:34:05
  rights, assumed a correct and official air, and was just about to pass
• 2:34:11
  into the adjoining room, when suddenly, in the very doorway he jostled against
• 2:34:15
  his acquaintance of the day before, his friend and companion, mister Golyadkin Junior,
• 2:34:20
  seemed not to notice mister Goryadkin Senior, though they met almost nose to
• 2:34:24
  nose. Mister Golyadkin Junior seemed to be busy, to be hastening somewhere,
• 2:34:30
  was breathless. He had such an official, such a businesslike air, that
• 2:34:33
  it seemed as though any one could read in his face entrusted with a special
• 2:34:39
  commission. Oh it's you, Yakov Petrovitch, said our hero, clutching the
• 2:34:43
  hand of his last night's visitor. Presently, presently, excuse me, tell
• 2:34:46
  me about it. Afterwards, cried mister Golyadkin Junior, dashing on. But
• 2:34:50
  excuse me, I believe, Yakov Petrovitch, you wanted. What is it
• 2:34:54
  make hasten explain? At this point, his visitor of the previous night halt
• 2:35:00
  it, as though reluctantly and against his will, and put his ear almost
• 2:35:03
  to mister Goyadkin's nose. I must tell you, Yakov Petrovitch, that I
• 2:35:07
  am surprised at behavior, behavior which seemingly I could not have expected at all.
• 2:35:13
  There's a proper form for everything. Go to his excellency Secretary and then
• 2:35:18
  appeal in the proper way to the directors of the office. Have you got
• 2:35:20
  your petition? You? I really don't know, Yakov Petrovitch. You simply
• 2:35:26
  amaze me. Yakov Petrovitch, you certainly don't recognize me, or with your
• 2:35:30
  characteristic gaiety, you are joking. Oh it's you, said mister Goyadkin Junior,
• 2:35:35
  seeming only now to recognize mister Goyadkin Senior. So it's you. Well,
• 2:35:41
  have you had a good night, then smiling a little, a formal
• 2:35:45
  and conventional smile, by no means the sort of smile that was befitting,
• 2:35:50
  for after all, he owned a debt of gratitude to mister Goyadkin senior.
• 2:35:54
  Smiling this formal and conventional smile, Mister Goyadkin Junior added that he was very
• 2:35:58
  glad Missus Goyadkin Senior had had a good night. Then he made a slight
• 2:36:03
  bow, and shuffling a little with his feet, looked to the right and
• 2:36:07
  then to the left, and then dropped his eyes to the floor, made
• 2:36:11
  for the side door, and, muttering in a hurried whisper that he had
• 2:36:13
  a special commission, dashed into the next room. He vanished like an apparition.
• 2:36:20
  Oh this is queer, muttered our hero, petrified for a moment.
• 2:36:24
  This is queer. This is a strange circumstance. At this point, mister
• 2:36:28
  Golyadkin felt as though he had pins and needles all over him. However,
• 2:36:33
  he went on to himself as he made his way to the department. However,
• 2:36:37
  I spoke long ago of such a circumstance. I had a presentiment long
• 2:36:41
  ago that he had a special commission. Why I said yesterday that the man
• 2:36:46
  must certainly be employed on some special commission. Have you finished copying out the
• 2:36:50
  document you had yesterday? Yakov Petrovitch Anton Atanovitch, Satouchkin asked mister Golyadkin,
• 2:36:58
  when the latter was seated beside him. Have you got it here? Yes,
• 2:37:01
  murmured mister Gooyatkin, looking at the head clerk with a rather helpless glance.
• 2:37:07
  That's right, I mention it because Andre Filopovitch has asked for it twice.
• 2:37:11
  I'll be bound as excellency wants it. Yes, it's finished. Well,
• 2:37:16
  that's all right, then, I believe, Anton Antonovitch, I have
• 2:37:20
  always performed my duties properly. I'm always scrupulous over the work entrusted to me
• 2:37:26
  by my superiors, and I attend to it conscientiously. Yes, Why what
• 2:37:31
  do you mean by that? I mean nothing, anton Antonovitch. I only
• 2:37:35
  want to explain, Anton Antonovitch, that I that is, I mean to
• 2:37:39
  express that spite and malice sometimes spare no person whatever in their search for the
• 2:37:43
  daily and revolting food. Excuse me, I don't quite understand you. What
• 2:37:48
  person are you alluding to? I only mean to say, Anton Antonovitch,
• 2:37:54
  that I'm seeking the straight path, and I score on going to work in
• 2:37:56
  a roundabout way, that I am not one to intrigue, and that if
• 2:38:01
  I may be allowed to say so, I may very justly be proud of
• 2:38:05
  it. Yes, that's quite so, and to the best of my comprehension,
• 2:38:09
  I thoroughly endorsed your remarks. But allow me to tell you, Yakov
• 2:38:13
  Petrovitch, that personalities are not quite permissible in good society. That I,
• 2:38:18
  for instance, am ready to put up with anything behind my back, for
• 2:38:22
  everyone's abused behind his back. But to my face, if you please,
• 2:38:26
  my good sir, I don't allow anyone to be impudent. I've grown gray
• 2:38:31
  in the government service, sir, and I don't allow anyone to be impudent
• 2:38:35
  to me in my old age. No, antond Aantonovitch. You see,
• 2:38:39
  Anton Antonovitch, you haven't quite caught my meaning. To be sure, Anton
• 2:38:43
  Antonovitch, I, for my part, could only think it an honor.
• 2:38:46
  Well, then I ask your pardon too. We've been brought up in the
• 2:38:50
  old school, and it's too late for us to learn your new fangled ways.
• 2:38:54
  I believe we've had understanding enough for the service of our country up to
• 2:38:58
  now. As you are aware, Sir, I have an order of Merit
• 2:39:01
  for twenty five years irreproachable service. I feel it, Anton Antonovitch, on
• 2:39:05
  my side too. I quite feel all that, But I didn't mean that
• 2:39:09
  I am speaking of a mask, Anton Antonovitch, A mask again, you,
• 2:39:16
  I am apprehensive that you are taking this too in a wrong sense.
• 2:39:20
  That is the sense of my remarks. As you say yourself, Anton Antonovitch,
• 2:39:24
  I am simply enunciating a theory. That is, I am advancing the
• 2:39:28
  idea, Antonovitch, A theory that is that persons who wear a mask have
• 2:39:35
  become far from uncommon, and that nowadays it is hard to recognize the man
• 2:39:39
  beneath the mask. Well, do you know? It's not altogether so hard.
• 2:39:45
  Sometimes it's fairly easy. Sometimes one need not go far to look for
• 2:39:50
  it. No, you know, Anton Antonovitch, I say, I say
• 2:39:54
  of myself that I, for instance, do not put on a mask except
• 2:39:58
  when there is need of it, that is simply at carnival time or at
• 2:40:01
  some festive gathering. Speaking in the literal sense, but that I do not
• 2:40:07
  wear a mask before people in daily life, speaking in another less obvious sense.
• 2:40:11
  That's what I mean to say, Anton Antonovitch. Oh, well,
• 2:40:16
  we must drop all this for now. I've no time to spare, said
• 2:40:18
  anton Antonovitch, getting up from his seat and collecting some papers in order to
• 2:40:22
  report upon them to his excellency. Your business, as I imagine, will
• 2:40:26
  be explained in due course without delay. You will see for yourself whom you
• 2:40:31
  should censure and whom you should blame. And thereupon I humbly beg you to
• 2:40:35
  spare me from further private explanations and arguments which interfere with my work. No,
• 2:40:41
  Anton Antonovitch, Mister Koyatkin, turning a little pale, began to the
• 2:40:46
  retreating figure of Anton Antonovitch. I had no thought of the kind. What
• 2:40:50
  does it mean? Our hero went on to himself, when he was left
• 2:40:54
  alone. What quarter is the wind in now? And what is one to
• 2:40:58
  make of this new turn? At the very time when our bewildered and half
• 2:41:01
  crushed hero was setting himself to solve this new question, there was a sound
• 2:41:05
  of movement and bustle in the next room. The door opened, and andre
• 2:41:09
  Filopovitch, who had been on some business in his Excellency's study, appeared breathless
• 2:41:16
  in the doorway and called to mister Golyadkin, knowing what was wanted, and
• 2:41:20
  anxious not to keep Andrey Folopovitch waiting, mister Goladkin leapt up from his seat,
• 2:41:24
  and, as was fitting, immediately bustled, for all he was worth
• 2:41:28
  getting the manuscript that was required. Finally, neat and ready and preparing to
• 2:41:33
  follow the manuscript and Andre Filopovitch into his Excellency's study. Suddenly, almost slipping
• 2:41:41
  under the arm of andre Filopovitch, who was standing right in the doorway,
• 2:41:45
  mister Goyadkin Junior darted into the room in breathless haste and bustle. With a
• 2:41:50
  solemn and resolutely official air. He bounded straight up to mister Goladkins Senior,
• 2:41:54
  who was expecting nothing less than such a visitation. The paper is Yakov Petrovitch.
• 2:42:01
  The papers his Excellency has been pleased to ask for them. Have you
• 2:42:03
  got them ready? Mister Goyadkin Senior's friend whispered in a hurried undertone, Andrey
• 2:42:09
  Filopovitch is waiting for you. I know he is waiting without your telling me,
• 2:42:13
  Mister Goyadkin Senior said, also in a hurried whisper, No, Yakov
• 2:42:18
  Petrovitch, I did not mean that at all. I did not mean that
• 2:42:20
  at all, Yako of Petrovitch, not that at all. I sympathize with
• 2:42:24
  you, Yakov Petrovitch, And I'm moved by genuine interest, which I most
• 2:42:30
  humbly beg you to spare me. Allow me, Allow me. You put
• 2:42:33
  it in an envelope, of course, Yakov Petrovitch, and you'll put a
• 2:42:37
  mark on the third page. Allow me, Yakov Petrovitch. You will allow
• 2:42:41
  me if you please. But I say there's a blot here, Yakov Petrovitch,
• 2:42:46
  did you know that there was a blot here? At this point?
• 2:42:48
  Andre Filopovitch called Yakov Petrovitch a second time. One moment, Andre Filopovitch,
• 2:42:54
  I only just do you understand Russian, sir, it would be best to
• 2:42:58
  take it out with penknife. Yakov Petrovitch. You had better rely upon me.
• 2:43:03
  You had better not touch it yourself, Yakov Petrovitch. Rely upon me.
• 2:43:07
  I'll do it with a pen knife. Andre Filopovitch called mister Goolyatkin a
• 2:43:11
  third time. But allow me, where's the blot? I don't think there's
• 2:43:16
  a blot at all. It's a huge blot here. It is here.
• 2:43:20
  Allow me, I saw it here. You just let me, Yakov Petrovitch.
• 2:43:22
  I'll just touch it with the pen knife. I'll scratch it out with
• 2:43:26
  the penknife from true hearted sympathy. There like this, see it's done at
• 2:43:31
  this point, and quite unexpectedly, mister Goolyatkin Junior overpowered mister Goyadkin Senior in
• 2:43:37
  the momentary struggle that had arisen between them, and so entirely against the latter's
• 2:43:41
  will. Suddenly, without rhyme or reason, took possession of the document required
• 2:43:46
  by the authorities, and, instead of scratching it out with the penknife in
• 2:43:50
  true hearted sympathy as he had perfidiously promised, mister Gooyatkin Senior hurriedly rolled it
• 2:43:56
  up, put it under his arm, and in two pounds, was beside
• 2:44:00
  Andre Filopovitch, who noticed none of his maneuvers and flew with the latter into
• 2:44:05
  the director's room. Mister Goyadkin remained, as though rifitted to the spot,
• 2:44:09
  holding the penknife in his hand and apparently on the point of scratching something out
• 2:44:13
  with it. Our hero could not grasp his new position. He could not
• 2:44:18
  at once recover himself. He felt the blow, but thought that it was
• 2:44:22
  somehow all right. In terrible, indescribable misery, he tore himself at last
• 2:44:28
  from his seat rushed down to the director's room, imploring heaven on the way
• 2:44:31
  that it might somehow all be arranged satisfactorily, and so would be all right.
• 2:44:37
  In the furthermost room, which adjoined the director's private room, he ran
• 2:44:41
  straight upon andre Filopovitch in company with his namesake. Both of them were coming
• 2:44:46
  back. Mister Goyakin moved aside. Andre Filopovitch was talking with a good humored
• 2:44:50
  smile. Mister Golyadkin's senior's namesake was smiling too, fawning upon andre Filopovitch and
• 2:44:56
  tripping about at a respectful distance, and was whispering something in his ear with
• 2:45:01
  a delighted air, to which andre Filopovitch assented with a gracious nod. In
• 2:45:07
  a flash, our hero grasped the whole position. The fact was that the
• 2:45:11
  work had surpassed his Excellency's expectations, as he learned afterwards, and was finished
• 2:45:16
  punctually by the time it was needed. His Excellency was extremely pleased with it.
• 2:45:22
  It was even said that His Excellency had said thank you to mister Golyadkin
• 2:45:26
  Junior, had thanked him warmly, had said that he would remember it on
• 2:45:28
  occasion and would never forget it. Of course, the first thing mister Goliadkin
• 2:45:33
  did was to protest, to protest with the utmost vigor of which he was
• 2:45:39
  capable. Pale was death and hardly knowing what he was doing, He rushed
• 2:45:43
  up to Andre Filopovitch, hearing that mister Golyadkin's business was of a private manner,
• 2:45:50
  refused to listen, observing firmly that he had not a minute to spare
• 2:45:54
  even for his own affairs. The curtness of his tone and his refusal struck
• 2:45:58
  mister Golyadkin. I had better, perhaps try in another quarter. I had
• 2:46:03
  better appeal to Anton Antonovitch. But to his disappointment, Anton Antonovitch was not
• 2:46:09
  available either. He too was busy over something somewhere. Ah, it was
• 2:46:13
  not without design that he asked me to spare him explanation and discussion, thought
• 2:46:16
  our hero, this was what the old rogue had in his mind. In
• 2:46:20
  that case, I shall simply make bold to approach his excellency. Still pale
• 2:46:26
  and feeling that his brain was in a complete ferment, greatly perplexed as to
• 2:46:31
  what he ought to decide to do, mister Goolyatkin sat down on the edge
• 2:46:35
  of the chair. It would have been a great deal better if it had
• 2:46:37
  all just been nothing, He kept innocently thinking to himself. Indeed, such
• 2:46:41
  a mysterious business was utterly improbable. In the first place, it was nonsense.
• 2:46:46
  And secondly, it could not happen. Most likely it was imagination,
• 2:46:50
  or something else happened, and not what really did happen. Or perhaps I
• 2:46:54
  went myself and somehow mistook myself for someone else. In short, it's an
• 2:47:00
  utterly impossible thing. Mister Goliadkin had no sooner made up his mind than it
• 2:47:05
  was an utterly impossible thing than mister Goyadkin Junior flew into the room with papers
• 2:47:11
  in both hands as well as under his arm, saying two or three words
• 2:47:15
  about business to Andre Filopovitch as he passed, exchanging remarks with one, polite
• 2:47:20
  greetings with another, and familiarities with the third. Mister Golyadkin Junior, having
• 2:47:24
  apparently no time to waste, seemed on the point of leaving the room,
• 2:47:28
  But luckily for mister Goyadkin Sor, he stopped near the door to say a
• 2:47:33
  few words as he passed two or three clerks who were at work there.
• 2:47:37
  Mister Goyadkins Senior rushed straight at him. As soon as mister Goyadkin Junior saw
• 2:47:43
  mister Golyadkin Senior's movement, he began immediately with great uneasiness to look about him
• 2:47:48
  to make his escape, but our hero already held his last night's visitor by
• 2:47:54
  the sleeve. The clerks surrounding the two titular councilors stepped back and waited with
• 2:47:58
  curiosity to see what would happen. The senior titular councilor realized that public opinion
• 2:48:03
  was not on his side, and he realized that they were intriguing against him,
• 2:48:09
  which made it all the more necessary to hold his own Now. The
• 2:48:13
  moment was a decisive one, well, said mister Goyadkin Junior, looking rather
• 2:48:18
  impatiently at mister Goyadkin Senior. The latter could hardly breathe, I don't know.
• 2:48:22
  He began, in what way to make plain to you the strangest of
• 2:48:26
  your behavior, sir? Well go on. At this point, mister Goyadkin
• 2:48:30
  Junior turned round and winked to the clerks standing round, as though to give
• 2:48:33
  them to understand that a comedy was beginning. The impudence and shamelessness of your
• 2:48:39
  manners with me, sir, in the present case, unmasks your true character
• 2:48:43
  better than any words of mine could do. Don't rely on your trickery.
• 2:48:46
  It is worthless. Comyakov Petrovitch, tell me now, how did you spend
• 2:48:50
  the night, answered mister Goyadkin Junior, looking at mister Goliadkin Senor straight in
• 2:48:56
  the eye. You forget yourself, sir, said the titular count, completely
• 2:49:01
  flabbergasted, hardly able to feel the floor under his feet. I trust that
• 2:49:05
  you will take a different tone, my darling, exclaimed mister Goliatkin Junior,
• 2:49:09
  making a rather unseemly grimace at mister Golatkin Senior, and suddenly, quite unexpectedly,
• 2:49:16
  under the pretense of caressing him, he pinched his chubby cheek with two
• 2:49:20
  fingers. Our hero grew hot as fire. As soon as mister Goyatkin Junior
• 2:49:24
  noticed that his opponent, quivering in every limb, speechless with rage, as
• 2:49:31
  red as a lobster, and exasperated beyond all endurance, might actually be driven
• 2:49:35
  to attack him, he promptly and in the most shameless way, hastened to
• 2:49:39
  be beforehand with his victim patting him two or three times on the cheek,
• 2:49:43
  tickling him two or three times, playing with him for a few seconds in
• 2:49:46
  this way, while his victims stood rigid and beside himself with fury, to
• 2:49:50
  the no little diversion of the young men standing round, Mister Goyatkin Junior ended
• 2:49:56
  with a most revolting shamelessness by giving mister Goyot a poke in his rather prominent
• 2:50:01
  stomach, and with a most venomous and suggestive smile, said to him,
• 2:50:05
  your mischievous brother, Yakov youro are mischievous, will be sly you and Ayakov
• 2:50:11
  Petrovitch will be sly. Then, and before our hero could gradually come to
• 2:50:16
  himself after the last attack, mister Golyatkin Junior, with a little smile beforehand
• 2:50:20
  to the spectators standing round, suddenly assumed a most businesslike, busy and official
• 2:50:26
  air, dropped his eyes to the floor, and drawing himself in, shrinking
• 2:50:30
  together and pronouncing rapidly on a special commission, he cut a caper with his
• 2:50:35
  short leg and darted away into the next room. Our hero could not believe
• 2:50:39
  his eyes and was still unable to pull himself together. At last, he
• 2:50:43
  roused himself, recognizing in a flash, that he was ruined in a sense,
• 2:50:48
  annihilated, that he had disgraced himself and sullied his reputation, that he
• 2:50:52
  had been turned into ridicule and treated with contempt in the presence of spectators,
• 2:50:56
  that he had been treacherously insulted by on whom he had looked on only the
• 2:51:01
  day before as his greatest and most trustworthy friend, that he had been put
• 2:51:05
  to utter confusion. Mister Goliadkin's senior rushed in pursuit of his enemy. At
• 2:51:11
  the moment, he would not even think of the witnesses of his ignominy.
• 2:51:16
  They're all in a conspiracy together, he said to himself. They stand by
• 2:51:20
  each other and set each other on to attack me. After taking a dozen
• 2:51:24
  steps, however, our hero perceived clearly that all pursuit would be vain and
• 2:51:28
  useless, and so he turned back. You won't get away, he thought,
• 2:51:33
  You will get caught one day, the wolf will have to pay for
• 2:51:35
  the sheep's tears. With ferocious composure and the most resolute determination, mister Goliadkin
• 2:51:41
  went up to his chair and sat down upon it. You won't escape,
• 2:51:45
  he said again. Now it was not a question of passive resistance. There
• 2:51:48
  was determination and pugnacity in the air, and anyone who had seen how mister
• 2:51:52
  Goliadkin, at that moment, flushed and scarcely able to restrain his excitement,
• 2:51:58
  stabbed his ben into the inkstate. And with what fury he began scribbling on
• 2:52:01
  the paper. Could be certain beforehand that the matter would not pass off like
• 2:52:07
  this and could not end in a simple womanish way. In the depth of
• 2:52:11
  his soul he formed a resolution, and in the depth of his heart swore
• 2:52:15
  to carry it out. To tell the truth, he still did not quite
• 2:52:18
  know how to act, or rather did not know at all, But never
• 2:52:20
  mind, that did not matter. Imposture and shamelessness do not pay nowadays,
• 2:52:26
  Sir. Imposture and shamelessness, Sir, lead to no good, but lead
• 2:52:28
  to the halter. Grisha Otrepyov was the only one, Sir, who gained
• 2:52:33
  by imposture deceiving the blind people, and even that not for long. In
• 2:52:39
  spite of this last circumstance, mister Goolyatkin proposed to wait till such time as
• 2:52:43
  the masks should fall from certain persons and something should be made manifest. For
• 2:52:48
  this it was necessary in the first place, that office hours should be over
• 2:52:52
  as soon as possible. Until then, our hero proposed to take no step.
• 2:52:58
  Then, when office hours were over, he take one step. He
• 2:53:01
  knew then how he must act after taking that step, how to arrange his
• 2:53:05
  whole plan of action, to abase the horn of arrogance and crush the snake
• 2:53:09
  gnawing the dust in contemptible impotence, to allow himself to be treated like a
• 2:53:13
  rag and used for wiping dirty boots. Mister Goolyatkin could not, he could
• 2:53:18
  not consent to that, especially in the present case. Had it not been
• 2:53:22
  for that last insult, our hero might have perhaps brought himself to control his
• 2:53:26
  anger. He might perhaps have been silent, have submitted, and not have
• 2:53:31
  protested too obstinately. He would just have disputed a little, have made a
• 2:53:37
  slight complaint, have proved that he was in the right. Then he would
• 2:53:41
  have given way a little. Then perhaps he would have given way a little
• 2:53:43
  more. Then he would have come round altogether. Then, especially when the
• 2:53:48
  opposing party solemnly admitted that he was right, perhaps he would have overlooked it
• 2:53:52
  completely. He would have even been a little touched. There might even,
• 2:53:56
  perhaps who could tell spring up a new close, warm friendship on an even
• 2:54:01
  broader basis than the friendship of last night, so that this friendship might,
• 2:54:07
  in the end completely eclipse the unpleasantness of the rather unseemly resemblance of the two
• 2:54:11
  individuals, so that both the titular counselors might be highly delighted and might go
• 2:54:16
  on living till they were a hundred and so on, to tell the whole
• 2:54:20
  truth. Mister Goliadkin began to regret a little that he had stood up for
• 2:54:24
  himself and his rights and had at once come in for unpleasantness in consequence.
• 2:54:31
  Should he give, in thought mister Goliadkin say he was joking, I would
• 2:54:33
  forgive him. I would forgive him even more if he would acknowledge it out
• 2:54:37
  loud. But I won't let myself be treated like a rag. And I
• 2:54:41
  have not allowed even persons very different from him to treat me so still less
• 2:54:46
  will I permit a depraved person to attempt it. I am not a rag.
• 2:54:52
  I am not a rag, sir. In short, our hero made
• 2:54:54
  up his mind. You're in fault yourself, sir, he thought. He
• 2:54:58
  made up his mind to protest, and to protest with all his might to
• 2:55:01
  the very last. That was the sort of man he was. He could
• 2:55:05
  not consent to allow himself to be insulted, still less to allow himself to
• 2:55:09
  be treated as a rag, and above all to allow a thoroughly vicious man
• 2:55:13
  to treat him so. No quarreling, however, no quarreling. Possibly if
• 2:55:18
  someone wanted, if someone, for instance, actually insisted on turning mister Golyadkin
• 2:55:24
  into a rag, he might have done so, might have done so without
• 2:55:26
  opposition or punishment. Mister Golyadkin was himself conscious of this at times, and
• 2:55:33
  he would have been a rag and not Goyadkin. Yes, a nasty,
• 2:55:35
  filthy rag, but that rag would not have been a simple rag. It
• 2:55:39
  would have been a rag possessed of dignity. It would have been a rag
• 2:55:43
  possessed of feelings and sentiments. Even though dignity was defenseless and feelings could not
• 2:55:48
  assert themselves and lay hidden deep down in the filthy folds of the rag,
• 2:55:54
  still the feelings were there. The hours dragged on incredibly slowly. At last
• 2:55:58
  it struck four Soon after all got up and, following the head of the
• 2:56:03
  department, moved each on his homeward way. Mister Goladkin mingled with the crowd,
• 2:56:07
  he kept a vigilant look out and did not lose sight of the man
• 2:56:11
  he wanted. At last, our hero saw that his friend ran up to
• 2:56:15
  the office attendants, who handed the clerks their overcoats, and hung about near
• 2:56:20
  them, waiting for him in his usual nasty way. The minute was a
• 2:56:24
  decisive one. Mister Goliadkin forced his way somehow through the crowd, and,
• 2:56:28
  anxious not to be left behind, he too began fussing about with his overcoat.
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  But mister Goladkin's friend and companion was given his overcoat first, because on
• 2:56:37
  this occasion too he had succeeded, as he always did, in making up
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  to them, whispering something to them, cringing upon them, and getting round
• 2:56:46
  them. After putting on his overcoat, mister Goliadkin Junior glanced ironically at mister
• 2:56:50
  Bolyadkin's senior, acting in this way, openly and defiantly looked about him with
• 2:56:56
  his characteristic insolence. Finally, he tripped to and fro among the other clerks,
• 2:57:01
  no doubt, in order to leave a good impression on them, said
• 2:57:05
  a word to one, whispered something to another, respectfully accosted a third,
• 2:57:09
  directed a smile at a fourth, gave his hand to a fifth, and
• 2:57:13
  gayly darted downstairs. Mister Goyadkins Senior flew after him, and, to his
• 2:57:18
  inexpressible delight, overtook him on the last step and seized him by the collar
• 2:57:22
  of his overcoat. It seemed as though mister Goyadkin Junior was a little disconcerted,
• 2:57:28
  and he looked about him with a helpless air. What do you mean
• 2:57:31
  by this? He whispered to mister Goyadkin at last, in a weak voice.
• 2:57:35
  Sir, if you are a gentleman, I trust that you remember our
• 2:57:39
  friendly relations yesterday, said our hero Ah. Yes, well did you sleep
• 2:57:43
  well? Fury rendered mister Goyadkin Senior speechless for a moment. I slept well,
• 2:57:50
  sir, But allow me to tell you, sir, that you are
• 2:57:52
  playing a very complicated game. Who says so? My enemies say that,
• 2:57:56
  answered abruptly the man who called himself mister Yatkin, And saying this, he
• 2:58:01
  unexpectedly freed himself from the feeble hand of the real mister Golyachtkin. As soon
• 2:58:07
  as he was free, he rushed away from the stairs, looked around him,
• 2:58:11
  saw a cab, ran up to it, got in, and in
• 2:58:13
  one moment vanished from mister Golyadkin's senior sight. The despairing titular counselor abandoned by
• 2:58:20
  y'all, gazed about him, but there was no other cab. He tried
• 2:58:24
  to run, but his legs gave way under him. With a look of
• 2:58:26
  open mouthed astonishment on his countenance, Feeling crushed and shriveled up, he leaned
• 2:58:31
  helplessly against a lamp post and remained so for some minutes in the middle of
• 2:58:37
  the pavement. It seemed as though all were over for mister Golyatkin. End
• 2:58:43
  of chapter eight. Chapter nine, Everything apparently, and even nature itself seemed
• 2:58:54
  up in arms against mister Golyatkin. But he was still on his legs and
• 2:58:58
  unconquered. He felt that he was unconquered. He was ready to struggle.
• 2:59:03
  He rubbed his hands with such feeling and such energy when he recovered from his
• 2:59:07
  first amazement that it could be deduced from his very air that he would not
• 2:59:11
  give in. Yet the danger was imminent, it was evident, mister Goyadkin
• 2:59:16
  felt it. But how to grapple with it, with this danger. That
• 2:59:20
  was the question. The thought even flashed through mister Goyadkin's mind for a moment.
• 2:59:26
  After all, why not leave it so simply give it up? Why?
• 2:59:28
  What is it? Why it's nothing? I'll keep apart as though it
• 2:59:31
  were not, I thought, mister Golyadkin. I'll let it all pass.
• 2:59:35
  It's not I And that's all about it. He's separate too. Maybe he'll
• 2:59:41
  give it up too. He'll hang about, the rascal. He'll hang about.
• 2:59:45
  He'll come back and give it up again. That's how it will be.
• 2:59:48
  I'll take it meekly. And indeed, where is the danger? Come?
• 2:59:52
  What danger is there? I should like anyone to tell me where the
• 2:59:54
  danger lies? In this business? It is a trivial affair, an every
• 3:00:00
  day affair. At this point, mister Goladkin's tongue failed, the words died
• 3:00:05
  away on his lips. He even swore at himself for this thought. He
• 3:00:09
  convicted himself on the spot of objectness of cowardice for having this thought. Things
• 3:00:13
  were no forwarder. However, he felt that to make up his mind to
• 3:00:16
  some course of action was absolutely necessary for him. At the moment. He
• 3:00:22
  even felt that He would have given a great deal to anyone who could have
• 3:00:24
  told him what he must decide to do. Yes, but how could he
• 3:00:28
  guess what? Though indeed he had no time to guess in any case that
• 3:00:33
  he might lose no time. He took a cab and dashed home. Well,
• 3:00:37
  what are you feeling now, he wondered, What are you graciously pleased
• 3:00:41
  to be thinking of? Yakov Petrovitch? What are you doing? What are
• 3:00:45
  you doing now? You rogue, you rascal. You've brought yourself to this
• 3:00:48
  plight, and now you are weeping and whimpering. So mister Golyadkin taunted himself
• 3:00:52
  as he jolted along in the vehicle. To taunt himself and so to irritate
• 3:00:58
  his wounds, was at this time a great satisfaction to mister Goolatkin, almost
• 3:01:03
  a voluptuous enjoyment. Well, he thought, if some magician were to turn
• 3:01:07
  up now, or if it could come to pass in some official way,
• 3:01:11
  and I were told, give a finger of your right hand, Goliatkin,
• 3:01:15
  and it's a bargain with you. There shall not be the other, Golyadkin,
• 3:01:18
  and you will be happy, only you won't have your finger. Yes,
• 3:01:22
  I would sacrifice my finger. I would certainly sacrifice it. I would
• 3:01:26
  sacrifice it without winking. The devil take it all. The despairing titular counselor
• 3:01:33
  cried, at last, why what is it all for? Well, it
• 3:01:35
  all had to be. Yes, It absolutely had to yes. Just this
• 3:01:41
  had to be, as though nothing else were possible, And it was all
• 3:01:45
  right. At first everyone was pleased and happy, But there it had to
• 3:01:48
  be. There's nothing to be gained by talking, though, you must act.
• 3:01:52
  And so, almost resolved upon some action, mister Goliadkin reached home and
• 3:01:58
  without a moment still snatched up his pipe and sucking at it with all his
• 3:02:03
  might, and puffing out clouds of smoke to right and to left. He
• 3:02:05
  began pacing up and down the room in a state of violent excitement. Meanwhile,
• 3:02:11
  Patrushka began laying the table. At last, mister Goladkin made up his
• 3:02:16
  mind completely, flung aside his pipe and put on his overcoat, said he
• 3:02:20
  would not dine at home, and ran out of the flat. Patrushka,
• 3:02:24
  panting, overtook him on the stairs, bringing the hat he had forgotten.
• 3:02:28
  Mister Goliadkin took his hat, wanted to say something incidentally, to justify himself
• 3:02:33
  in Patrushka's eyes, that the latter might not think anything particular, such as
• 3:02:37
  what a queer circumstance here? He forgot his hat and so on. But
• 3:02:41
  as Patrushka walked away at once and would not even look at him, mister
• 3:02:46
  Golyadkin put on his hat, without further explanation, ran downstairs, and repeating
• 3:02:50
  to himself that perhaps everything might be for the best, and that affairs would
• 3:02:54
  somehow be arranged. Though he was conscious, among other things, of a
• 3:03:00
  cold chill right down to his heels. He went out on the street,
• 3:03:03
  took a cab, and hastened to andre Filopovitch's Would it not be better tomorrow,
• 3:03:09
  though, thought mister Goliadkin, as he took hold of the bell rope
• 3:03:11
  of andre Filopovitch's flat. And besides, what can I say in particular?
• 3:03:16
  There's nothing particular in it. It's such a wretched affair, Yes, it
• 3:03:20
  really is wretched, paltry, Yes, that is almost a paltry affair.
• 3:03:24
  Yes, that's what it all is the incident. Suddenly, mister Goliadkin pulled
• 3:03:30
  at the bell. The bell rang. Footsteps were heard within mister Goliadkin cursed
• 3:03:35
  himself on the spot for his hastiness and audacity. His recent unpleasant experiences,
• 3:03:41
  which he had almost forgotten over his work, and his encounter with andre Filopovitch,
• 3:03:46
  immediately came back to his mind. But by now it was too late
• 3:03:50
  to run away. The door opened luckily for mister Golyadkin. He was informed
• 3:03:54
  that Andre Filopovitch had not returned from the office and had not dined at home.
• 3:04:00
  I know where he dines. He dines near the Ismaelovski Bridge, thought
• 3:04:03
  our hero, and he was immensely relieved. To the footman's inquiry what message
• 3:04:07
  he would leave, he said, it's all right, my good man.
• 3:04:09
  I'll look in later, and he even ran downstairs with a certain cheerful briskness.
• 3:04:16
  Going out into the street, he decided to dismiss the cab and pay
• 3:04:18
  the driver. When the man asked for something extra, saying he had been
• 3:04:22
  waiting in the street and had not spared his horse for his honor, he
• 3:04:26
  gave him five kopecks extra, even willingly, and then walked on. It
• 3:04:33
  really is such a thing, thought mister Golyatkin, that it cannot be left
• 3:04:37
  like that, Though if one looks at it that way, looks at it
• 3:04:39
  sensibly. Why am I hurrying about here? In reality? Well? Yes,
• 3:04:43
  though I will go on discussing why I should take a lot of trouble,
• 3:04:48
  Why I should rush about, exert myself, worrying myself, and wear
• 3:04:50
  myself out to begin with, the thing's done, and there's no recalling it.
• 3:04:54
  Of course, there's no recalling it. Let's put it like this.
• 3:04:58
  A man up with a satisfactory reference, said to be a capable clerk of
• 3:05:03
  good conduct. Only he is a poor man and has suffered many reverses,
• 3:05:09
  all sorts of ups and downs. While poverty is not a crime. So
• 3:05:13
  I must stand aside. Why what nonsense it is? Well, he came.
• 3:05:18
  He is so made, the man is so made by nature itself,
• 3:05:20
  that he is as like another man, as though they were two drops of
• 3:05:24
  water, as though he were a perfect copy of another man. How could
• 3:05:30
  they refuse to take him into the department on that account? If it is
• 3:05:33
  fate, If it is only fate, if it is only blind chance that
• 3:05:37
  is to blame. Is he to be treated like a rag? Is he
• 3:05:41
  to be refused a job in the office? Why what would become of justice?
• 3:05:46
  After that he is a poor man, hopeless, downcast. It makes
• 3:05:50
  one's heart ache, compassion bids one care for him. Yes, there's no
• 3:05:54
  denying. There would be a fine set of head officials if they took the
• 3:05:58
  same view as a reper bit like me, what an adult pain I am?
• 3:06:03
  I have foolishness enough for a dozen. Yes, yes they did write,
• 3:06:07
  and many thanks to them for being good to a poor, luckless fellow.
• 3:06:11
  Why let us imagine for a moment that we are twins, that we
• 3:06:13
  had been born twin brothers, and nothing else there? It is, well,
• 3:06:18
  what of it? Why nothing? All the clerks can get used to
• 3:06:22
  it, and an outsider coming into our office would certainly find nothing unseemly or
• 3:06:26
  offensive in the circumstance. In fact, there is really something touching in it.
• 3:06:31
  To think that the divine providence created to two men exactly alike, and
• 3:06:37
  the heads of the department, seeing the divine handiwork provided for two twins.
• 3:06:41
  It would, of course, mister Goyatkin went on, drawing a breath and
• 3:06:46
  dropping his voice. It would, of course, it would of course have
• 3:06:48
  been better if there had been if there had been nothing of this touching kindness,
• 3:06:54
  and if there had been no twins either. The devil take it all?
• 3:06:56
  And what need was there for it? What was the particular necessity that
• 3:07:01
  admitted of no delay? My goodness, the devil has made a mess of
• 3:07:05
  it. Besides, he has such a character too. He's of such a
• 3:07:09
  playful, horrid disposition. He's such a scoundrel. He's such a nimble fellow,
• 3:07:16
  he's such a toady, such a lickspittle, he's such a goyadkin.
• 3:07:20
  I dare say he will misconduct himself. Yes, he'll disgrace my name,
• 3:07:24
  the Blackguard. And now I have to look after him and wait upon him.
• 3:07:28
  What an infliction. But after all, what of it? It doesn't
• 3:07:33
  matter. Granted he's a scoundrel, well let him be a scoundrel. But
• 3:07:37
  to make up for it, the other one's honest. So he will be
• 3:07:39
  a scoundrel, and I'll be honest. And they'll say that this gooyadkin's a
• 3:07:43
  rascal, don't take any notice of him, and don't mix him up with
• 3:07:48
  the other. But the other one's honest, virtuous, mild, free from
• 3:07:52
  malice, always to be relied upon in the service, and worthy of promotion.
• 3:07:56
  That's how it is very good but what if, what if they get
• 3:08:01
  us mixed up? He is equal to anything. Ah Lord, have mercy
• 3:08:05
  upon us. He will counterfeit a man, He will counterfeit him the rascal.
• 3:08:09
  He will change one man for another as though he were a rag,
• 3:08:13
  and not reflect that a man is not a rag. Ah mercy upon us,
• 3:08:18
  What a calamity. Reflecting and lamenting in this way, mister Goliadkin ran
• 3:08:22
  on regardless of where he was going. He came to his sentence in the
• 3:08:28
  Nevsky Prospect only owing to the chance that he ran so nearly full tilt into
• 3:08:33
  a passerby that he saw stars in his eyes. Mister Golyadkin muttered his excuses
• 3:08:39
  without raising his head, and it was only after the passerby, muttering something
• 3:08:43
  far from flattering, had walked a considerable distance away, that he raised his
• 3:08:48
  nose and looked about to see where he was and how he had got there,
• 3:08:52
  noticing when he did so that he was close to the restaurant in which
• 3:08:56
  he had sat for a while before the dinner party at olsufy Ivanovitch's our hero
• 3:09:01
  was suddenly conscious of a pinching and nipping sensation in his stomach. He remembered
• 3:09:07
  that he had not dined, he had no prospect of a dinner party anywhere,
• 3:09:11
  and so, without losing precious time, he ran upstairs into the restaurant
• 3:09:16
  to have a smack of something as quick as possible, and to avoid delay
• 3:09:20
  by making all the haste he could. And though everything in the restaurant was
• 3:09:24
  rather dear, that little circumstance did not on this occasion make mister Bladkin pause.
• 3:09:31
  And indeed he had no time to pause over such a trifle. In
• 3:09:35
  the brightly lighted room, the customers were standing in rather a crowd round the
• 3:09:39
  counter, upon which lay heaps of all sorts of such edibles as are eaten
• 3:09:45
  by well bred persons at lunch. The waiter scarcely had time to fill glasses,
• 3:09:50
  to serve, to take money and give change. Mister Goladkin waited for
• 3:09:54
  his turn and modestly stretched out his hand for a savory patty, retreating into
• 3:09:58
  a turning his back on the company, and eating with appetite, he went
• 3:10:03
  back to the attendant to put down his plate, and, knowing the price,
• 3:10:07
  took out a ten kopek piece and laid the coin on the counter,
• 3:10:11
  catching the waiter's eyes, as though to say, look, here's the money,
• 3:10:13
  one pie and so on, one rouble ten kopex is your bill?
• 3:10:18
  The waiter filtered through his teeth. Mister Goliadkin was a good deal. Surprised
• 3:10:22
  you are speaking to me. I took one pie. I believe you've had
• 3:10:28
  eleven, the man retorted, confidently, you so, it seems to me.
• 3:10:33
  I believe you're mistaken. I really took only one pie. I think
• 3:10:35
  I counted them. You took eleven. Since you've had them, you must
• 3:10:39
  pay for them. We don't give anything away for nothing. Mister Goliadkin was
• 3:10:43
  petrified. What sorcery is this? What is happening to me? He wondered.
• 3:10:48
  Meanwhile, the man waited for mister Goliadkin to make up his mind.
• 3:10:52
  People crowded round mister Goliadkin. He was already feeling in his pocket for a
• 3:10:56
  silver ruble to pay the full amount at one to avoid further trouble. Well,
• 3:11:01
  if it was eleven, it was eleven, he thought, turning as
• 3:11:05
  red as a lobster. Why what does it matter if eleven pies have been
• 3:11:09
  eaten? Why a man's hungry, so he eats the loven pies? Well,
• 3:11:13
  let him eat, and may it do him good. And there's nothing
• 3:11:16
  to wonder at in that, and there's nothing to laugh at. At that
• 3:11:20
  moment, somebody seemed to stab mister Goliadkin. He raised his eyes, and
• 3:11:24
  at once he guessed the riddle. He knew what the sorcery was. All
• 3:11:28
  his difficulties were solved in the doorway of the next room, almost directly behind
• 3:11:33
  the waiter and facing mister Goliadkin. In the doorway which till that moment our
• 3:11:37
  hero had taken for a looking glass, a man was standing. He was
• 3:11:41
  standing. Mister Goliadkin was standing. Not the original mister Goliadkin, the hero
• 3:11:46
  of our story, but the other mister Golyadkin, the new mister Golyadkin,
• 3:11:50
  the second mister Goliadkin, was apparently in excellent spirits. He smiled to mister
• 3:11:56
  Woyadkin, the first, nodded to him, winked, shuffled his feet a
• 3:12:00
  little, and looked as though in another minute he would vanish, would disappear
• 3:12:03
  into the next room and then go out, maybe by a back way out,
• 3:12:07
  and there it would be, and all pursuit would be in vain.
• 3:12:11
  In his hand he had the very last morsel of the tenth pie, and
• 3:12:16
  before mister Gladkin's eyes, he popped it into his mouth and smacked his lips.
• 3:12:22
  He has impersonated me, the scoundrel, thought mister Golyadkin, flushing hot
• 3:12:26
  with shame. He is not ashamed of the publicity of it. Did they
• 3:12:30
  see him? I fancy no one notices him. Mister Goladkin threw down his
• 3:12:33
  ruble as though it burnt his fingers, and without noticing the waiter's insolently significant
• 3:12:39
  grin a smile of triumph and serene power, he extricated himself from the crowd
• 3:12:45
  and rushed away without looking round. We must be thankful that at least he
• 3:12:48
  has not completely compromised anyone, thought mister Goliadkin Senior. We must be thankful
• 3:12:54
  to him the brigand and to Fate that everything was satisfactorily settled. The waiter
• 3:13:01
  was rude, that was all, But after all he was in the right.
• 3:13:03
  One rouble and ten kopecks were owing, so he was in the right.
• 3:13:07
  We don't give things away for nothing, he said, though he might
• 3:13:11
  have been more polite than Rascal. All this, mister Kolyatkin said, to
• 3:13:16
  himself as he went downstairs to the entrance, But on the last step he
• 3:13:18
  stopped suddenly, as though he had been shot, and suddenly flushed till the
• 3:13:24
  tears came into his eyes at the insult to his dignity. After standing stock
• 3:13:30
  still for half a minute, he stamped his foot resolutely at one bound,
• 3:13:35
  leaped from the step into the street, and without looking round, rushed,
• 3:13:37
  breathless and unconscious of fatigue, back home to his flat in Chestel of Ockney
• 3:13:43
  Street. When he got home without changing his coat, though it was his
• 3:13:46
  habit to change into an old coat at home, Without even stopping to take
• 3:13:50
  his pipe, he sat down on the sofa, drew the inkstand toward him,
• 3:13:54
  took up a pen, got a sheet of note paper, and,
• 3:13:58
  with a hand that trembled from inwards excitement, began scribbling the following epistle.
• 3:14:03
  Dear Sir Yakov Petrovitch, I should not take up my pen if circumstances and
• 3:14:07
  your own actions, Sir, had not compelled me to that step. Believe
• 3:14:13
  me that nothing but necessity would have induced me to enter upon such a discussion
• 3:14:18
  with you. And therefore, first of all, I beg you, Sir,
• 3:14:20
  to look upon this step of mine, not as a premeditated design to
• 3:14:26
  insult you, but as the inevitable consequence of the circumstance that is a bond
• 3:14:31
  between us. Now, I think it's all right, proper courteous, though
• 3:14:35
  not lacking in force and firmness. I don't think there is anything for him
• 3:14:39
  to take offense at. Besides, I'm fully within my rights, thought mister
• 3:14:43
  Goolatkin, reading over what he had written. Your strange and sudden appearance,
• 3:14:50
  sir, on a stormy night, after the course and unseemly behavior of my
• 3:14:54
  enemies to me, for whom I feel too much contempt even to mention their
• 3:14:58
  names, was the start point of all the misunderstanding existing between us at the
• 3:15:03
  present time. Your obstinate desire to persist in your course of action, sir,
• 3:15:09
  and forcibly to enter the circle of my existence and all my relations in
• 3:15:13
  practical life, transgresses every limit imposed by the merest politeness in every rule of
• 3:15:20
  civilized society. I imagine there is no need, sir, for me to
• 3:15:24
  refer to the seizure by you of my papers, and particularly to your taking
• 3:15:30
  away my good name in order to gain the favor of my superiors favor you
• 3:15:35
  have not deserved. There is no need to refer here either to your intentional
• 3:15:39
  and insulting refusal of the necessary explanation in regard to us. Finally, to
• 3:15:45
  omit nothing, I will not allude here to your last strange one may even
• 3:15:50
  say your incomprehensible behavior to me in the coffeehouse. I am far from lamenting
• 3:15:56
  over the needless for me loss of a rouble, but I cannot help expressing
• 3:16:01
  my indignation at the recollection of your public outrage upon me, to the detriment
• 3:16:05
  of my honor. And what is more, in the presence of several persons
• 3:16:09
  of good breeding, though not belonging to my circle of acquaintance? Am I
• 3:16:15
  not going too far? Thought mister Gooyadkin. Isn't it too much? Won't
• 3:16:18
  it be too insulting that taunt about good breeding, for instance? But there
• 3:16:24
  it doesn't matter. I must show him the resoluteness of my character. I
• 3:16:28
  might, however, to soften him, flatter him, and butter him up
• 3:16:31
  at the end, but there we shall see. But I should not weary
• 3:16:37
  you with my letter, sir, if I were not firmly convinced that the
• 3:16:39
  nobility of your sentiments, and your open, candid character would suggest to you
• 3:16:45
  yourself a means for retrieving all lapses and returning everything to its original position.
• 3:16:52
  With full confidence, I venture to rest assured that you will not take my
• 3:16:56
  letter in a sense derogatory to yourself, and at the same time that you
• 3:17:00
  will not refuse to explain yourself expressly on this occasion by letter sending the same
• 3:17:05
  by my man in expectation of your reply, I have the honor, dear
• 3:17:09
  sir, to remain your humble servant. Why Golyatkin, Well, that is
• 3:17:16
  quite all right the things done. It has come to letter writing. But
• 3:17:18
  who is to blame for that? He is to blame himself by his own
• 3:17:22
  action. He reduces a man to the necessity of resorting to a pistolary composition.
• 3:17:28
  And I am within my rights. Reading over his letter for the last
• 3:17:33
  time, mister Goolyatkin folded it up, sealed it and called Patrushka. Patrushka
• 3:17:39
  came in, looking as usual, sleepy and cross about something. You will
• 3:17:43
  take this letter, my boy, do you understand? Patrushka did not speak.
• 3:17:48
  You will take it to the department. There you must find the secretary
• 3:17:52
  on duty Varmyev. He is the one on duty today. Do you understand
• 3:17:56
  that I understand, I understand. He can't even say I understand. Sir.
• 3:18:05
  You must ask for the secretary Vromyev and tell him that your master desired
• 3:18:09
  you to send his regards and humbly requests him to refer to the address book
• 3:18:13
  of our office and find out where the titular counselor Goliadkin is living. Patrushka
• 3:18:20
  remained mute, and as mister Goliadkin fancied, smiled, well, so you
• 3:18:24
  see, petor, you have to ask him for the address and find out
• 3:18:28
  where the new clerk Goliadkin lives. Yes, you must ask for the address
• 3:18:35
  and then take this letter there. Do you understand? I understand if there
• 3:18:41
  were you of to take the letter, that gentleman to whom you have to
• 3:18:43
  give the letter, that goliad can What are you laughing at, you blockhead?
• 3:18:48
  What is there to laugh at? What is it to me? I
• 3:18:50
  wasn't doing anything, sir. It's not for the likes of us to laugh.
• 3:18:56
  Oh well, if that gentleman should ask how is your mask? How
• 3:19:00
  is he well? If he should say to you anything, you hold your
• 3:19:05
  tongue and answer. My master is all right and begs you for an answer
• 3:19:07
  to his letter. Do you understand yes, sir? Well, then say
• 3:19:13
  my master is all right and quite well say, and is just getting ready
• 3:19:16
  to pay a call, and he asks you, say for an answer in
• 3:19:20
  writing. Do you understand yes? Well? Go along? Then? Why
• 3:19:28
  what a bother I have with this blockhead? Too? He's laughing and there's
• 3:19:31
  nothing to be done? What's he laughing at? I've lived to see trouble
• 3:19:35
  here. I've lived like this to see trouble. Though perhaps it may all
• 3:19:39
  turn out for the best. That rascal will be loitering about for the next
• 3:19:43
  two hours. Now I expect he'll go off somewhere else. There's no sending
• 3:19:48
  him anywhere. What a misery it is, What misery has come upon me.
• 3:19:52
  Feeling his troubles to the full, our hero made up his mind to
• 3:19:56
  remain passive for two hours till Patrusha returned. For an hour of time,
• 3:20:01
  he walked about the room smoked, then put aside his pipe and sat down
• 3:20:03
  to a book. Then he lay down on the sofa, then took up
• 3:20:07
  his pipe again, then again began running about the room. He tried to
• 3:20:11
  think things over, but was absolutely unable to think about anything. At last,
• 3:20:16
  the agony of remaining passive reached the climax, and mister Golyadkin made up
• 3:20:20
  his mind to take a step. Patrushko will come in another hour, he
• 3:20:24
  thought, I can give the key to the porter, and I myself can
• 3:20:28
  so to speak, I can investigate the matter. I shall investigate the matter
• 3:20:31
  in my own way without loss of time. In haste to investigate the matter,
• 3:20:37
  mister Golyadkin took his hat, went out of the room, locked up
• 3:20:41
  his flat, went into the porter, gave him the key together with ten
• 3:20:43
  Kopeks. Mister Golyadkin had become extraordinarily free handed of late, and rushed off.
• 3:20:52
  Mister Goyadkin went first on foot to the Ismaelovski Bridge. It took him
• 3:20:58
  half an hour to get there. When he reached the goal of his journey,
• 3:21:01
  he went straight into the yard of the house so familiar to him and
• 3:21:05
  glanced up at the windows of the Civil Councilor Berendiev's flat. Except for three
• 3:21:09
  windows hung with red curtains, all the rest was dark. Olsufy Ivanovitch has
• 3:21:15
  no visitors today, thought mister Golyadkin, they must be all staying at home
• 3:21:20
  today. After standing for some time in the yard, our hero tried to
• 3:21:24
  decide on some course of action, but he was apparently not destined to reach
• 3:21:28
  a decision. Mister Golyadkin changed his mind and with a wave of his hand,
• 3:21:33
  went back into the street. No, there's no need for me to
• 3:21:37
  go today. What could I do here? No? I better, so
• 3:21:41
  to speak, I'll investigate the matter personally. Coming to this conclusion, mister
• 3:21:46
  Golyadkin rushed off to his office. He had a long way to go.
• 3:21:50
  It was horribly muddy besides, and the wet snow lay about in thick drifts.
• 3:21:54
  But it seemed as though difficulty did not exist for our hero at the
• 3:21:58
  moment. He was drenched through. It is true, and he was a
• 3:22:03
  good deal splattered with mud, But that's no matter so long as the object
• 3:22:07
  is obtained. And mister Golyadkin certainly was nearing his goal. The dark mass
• 3:22:13
  of the huge government building stood up black before his eyes. Stay he thought,
• 3:22:18
  where am I going and what am I going to do here? Suppose
• 3:22:20
  I do find out where he lives. Meanwhile, Patrushka will certainly have come
• 3:22:24
  back and brought me the answer, I am only wasting my precious time.
• 3:22:28
  I am simply wasting my time. Though, shouldn't I perhaps go in and
• 3:22:33
  see Varamyev? But no, I'll go later. Ech. There was no
• 3:22:39
  need to have gone out at all. But there it's my temperament. I've
• 3:22:41
  a knack of always seizing a chance, of rushing ahead of things, whether
• 3:22:46
  there is a need to or not. H What time is it? It
• 3:22:50
  must be nine by now Patrushka might come and not find me at home.
• 3:22:54
  It was pure folly on my part to go out, Ech, It's a
• 3:22:58
  real nuisance. Sincerely. Acknowledging that he had been guilty of an act of
• 3:23:03
  folly, our hero ran back to Shestilevukny Street. He arrived there, weary
• 3:23:09
  and exhausted. From the porter, he learned that Patrushka had not dreamed of
• 3:23:13
  turning up yet, to be sure, I foresaw it would be, so,
• 3:23:16
  thought our hero. And meanwhile, it's nine o'clock. Ech. He's
• 3:23:20
  such a good for nothing. He's always drinking somewhere. Mercy on us,
• 3:23:24
  What a day has fallen to my miserable lot. Reflecting in this way,
• 3:23:30
  mister Goliadkin unlocked his flat got a light, took off his outdoor things,
• 3:23:33
  lighted the pipe, and tired, worn out, exhausted and hungry, lay
• 3:23:37
  down on the sofa and waited for Ratrushka. The candle burnt dimly, the
• 3:23:43
  light flickered on the wall. Mister Golyadkin gazed and gazed, and thought and
• 3:23:46
  thought, and fell asleep, at last, worn out. It was late
• 3:23:50
  when he woke up. The candle had almost burnt down, was smoking,
• 3:23:54
  and on the point of going out. Mister Goliadkin jumped up, shook himself
• 3:23:58
  and remembered all, absolutely all. Behind the screen he heard Patrushka snoring lustily.
• 3:24:05
  Mister Golyadkin rushed to the window. Not a light anywhere. He opened
• 3:24:09
  the movable pane. All was still. The city was asleep as though it
• 3:24:13
  were dead. So it must have been two or three o'clock, and so
• 3:24:18
  it proved to be. Indeed, the clock behind the partition made an effort
• 3:24:22
  and struck two. Mister Golyadkin rushed behind the partition. He succeeded somehow,
• 3:24:26
  though only after great exertions in rousing Patrushka and making him sit up in his
• 3:24:31
  bed. At that moment, the candle went out completely about ten minutes passed
• 3:24:37
  before mister Golyadkin succeeded in finding another candle and lighting it. In the interval,
• 3:24:43
  Patrushka had fallen asleep again. You scoundrel, you worthless, fellow,
• 3:24:48
  said mister Golyadkin, shaking him up again. Will you get up? Will
• 3:24:50
  you wait? After half of an hour of effort, mister Golyadkin succeeded,
• 3:24:56
  however, in rousing his servant thoroughly and dragging him out from behind the partition.
• 3:25:01
  Only then our hero remarked the fact that Petrushka was what is called dead
• 3:25:05
  drunk and could hardly stand on his legs. You good for nothing, fellow,
• 3:25:11
  cried mister Goliatkin, you ruffian, you'll be the death of me.
• 3:25:13
  Good heavens, whatever has he done with the letter? Oh? My god?
• 3:25:18
  Where is it? And why did I write it? As though there
• 3:25:22
  were any need for me to have written it? I went scribbling away out
• 3:25:24
  of pride like a noodle. I've got myself into this fix out of pride.
• 3:25:30
  That is what dignity does for you, you rascal. That is dignity.
• 3:25:33
  Come. What have you done with the letter? You ruffian? To
• 3:25:35
  whom did you give it? I didn't give anyone any letter, and I
• 3:25:41
  never had any letter. So there, mister Goliadkin wrung his hands in despair.
• 3:25:46
  Listen, Pewtort, Listen to me. Listen to me. I'm listening.
• 3:25:52
  Where have you been? Answer? Where have I been? I've been
• 3:25:56
  to see good people? What is it to me? Oh Lord, have
• 3:26:00
  mercy on us? Where did you go to begin with? Did you go
• 3:26:03
  to the department? Listen, pewtor, Perhaps you're drunk? Me drunk?
• 3:26:09
  If I should be struck on the spot this minute? Not a drop?
• 3:26:11
  Not a drop so there, No, no, it's it's no matter.
• 3:26:16
  You're being drunk. I only asked. It's all right, you're being drunk.
• 3:26:20
  I don't mind, Patrishka, I don't mind. Perhaps it's only that
• 3:26:24
  you have forgotten, but you'll remember it all. Come, try to remember.
• 3:26:28
  Have you been to that clerks to vremyavs? Have you been to him
• 3:26:33
  or not? I have not been, And there's no such clerk, not
• 3:26:37
  if I were this minute? No, no petor no Patrishka. You know,
• 3:26:41
  I don't mind. Why you see, I don't mind. Come what
• 3:26:46
  happened? To be sure? It's cold and damp in the street, and
• 3:26:50
  so a man has a drop, and it's no matter. I am not
• 3:26:52
  angry. I've been drinking myself today, my boy, Come think and try.
• 3:26:56
  Remember did you go to vremyav Well, then now this is how it
• 3:27:01
  was. It's the truth. I did go if this very minute. Come,
• 3:27:05
  that is right, Patrushka, that is quite right that you've been.
• 3:27:07
  You see, I'm not angry. Come come, our hero went on coaxing
• 3:27:11
  his servant more and more, patting him on the shoulder and smiling to him.
• 3:27:16
  Come, you had a little nip, you scoundrel. You had a
• 3:27:18
  two penniworth of something. I suppose you're a sly rogue. Well that's no
• 3:27:22
  matter. Come you see that I'm not angry. I'm not angry, my
• 3:27:26
  boy, I'm not angry. No, I'm not a sly rogue. Say
• 3:27:31
  what you like. I only went to see some good friends. I'm not
• 3:27:33
  a rogue, and I never have been a rogue. Oh no, no,
• 3:27:37
  Patriushka, listen, Patrisha, you know I'm not scolding you when I
• 3:27:41
  call you a rogue. I said that in fun. I said it in
• 3:27:45
  a good sense, you see, Patrishka, it is sometimes a compliment to
• 3:27:48
  a man when you call him a rogue, a cunning fellow, that he's
• 3:27:52
  a sharp chap and would not let anyone take him in. Some men like
• 3:27:56
  it. Come Come, it doesn't matter. Come tell me, Patriushka,
• 3:28:01
  without keeping anything back openly as to a friend, did you go to Varumyev's?
• 3:28:07
  And did he give you the address? He did give me the address.
• 3:28:11
  He did give me the address too. He's a nice gentleman. Your
• 3:28:15
  master says he is a nice man. He says, very nice man,
• 3:28:18
  says he. I send my regard, says he to your master, thank
• 3:28:22
  him and say that I like him, says he. How I do respect
• 3:28:26
  your master, he says he, Because says he your master, Patrusha.
• 3:28:30
  He says he is a good man. And you says he, Patrushka,
• 3:28:33
  are a good man too. Ah, mercy upon us. But the address,
• 3:28:37
  the address you judas the last word, mister Goyadkin uttered almost in a
• 3:28:43
  whisper. And the address he did give the address too, he did.
• 3:28:50
  Well, Where does Golyadkin, the clerk? Golyadkin, the titular counselor live?
• 3:28:54
  Why says he Golyadkin? Will now be at Sestilobolkney Street. When you
• 3:29:00
  get into sestile of Okney Street. Take the stairs on the right, and
• 3:29:03
  it's the fourth floor, And there, says he, you'll find Goliadkin,
• 3:29:07
  you scoundrel, Our hero cried out of patience at last. You're a ruffian.
• 3:29:13
  Why that's my address? Why you are talking about me? But there's
• 3:29:16
  another Goliadkin. I'm talking of the other one, you scoundrel. Well,
• 3:29:22
  that's as you please. What is it to me? Have it your own
• 3:29:24
  way? And the letter? The letter? What letter? There wasn't any
• 3:29:30
  letter, and I didn't see any letter. But what have you done with
• 3:29:33
  it, you rascal? I delivered the letter. I delivered it. He
• 3:29:37
  sent his regards. Thank you, says he. You're master's a nice man,
• 3:29:41
  says he give my regard, says he to your master. But who
• 3:29:46
  said that? Was it? Goliadkin said it? Patrushka said nothing for a
• 3:29:50
  moment, and then, with a broad grin, he stared straight into his
• 3:29:52
  master's face. Listen, you scoundrel, began mister Goliadkin, breathless beside himself
• 3:29:58
  with fury. Listen, you rascal, what have you done to me?
• 3:30:01
  Tell me what you've done to me? You've destroyed me, you villain you've
• 3:30:05
  cut the head off my shoulders. You judas well have it your own way.
• 3:30:09
  I don't care, said Patrisha in a resolute voice, retreating behind the
• 3:30:13
  screen. Come here, Come here, you ruffian. I'm not coming to
• 3:30:16
  you now, I'm not coming at all. What do I care? I'm
• 3:30:20
  going to good folks. Good folks live honestly. Good folks live without falsity,
• 3:30:24
  and they never have doubles. Mister Golyadkin's hands and feet went icy cold,
• 3:30:31
  his breath failed him. Yes, Patrushka went on, they never have
• 3:30:35
  doubles. God doesn't afflict honest folk. You worthless fellow. You are drunk.
• 3:30:41
  Go to sleep now, you ruffian, and tomorrow you'll catch it,
• 3:30:45
  mister Goyadkin added, in a voice hardly audible. As for Patrushka, he
• 3:30:50
  muttered something more. Then he could be heard getting into bed, making the
• 3:30:52
  bed creek. After a prolonged yawn, he stretched and at last began snoring
• 3:30:58
  and slept the sleep of the Just as they say, mister Goolatkin was more
• 3:31:03
  dead than alive. Patrishka's behavior, his very strange hints, which were yet
• 3:31:09
  so remote that it was useless to be angry at them, especially as they
• 3:31:13
  were uttered by a drunken man, and in short the sinister turn taken by
• 3:31:16
  the affair. Altogether, all this shook mister Goliatkin to the depths of his
• 3:31:22
  being. And what possessed me to go for him in the middle of the
• 3:31:24
  night, said our hero, trembling all over from a sickly sensation. What
• 3:31:30
  the devil made me have anything to do with a drunken man? What could
• 3:31:33
  I expect from a drunken man? Whatever he says is a lie? But
• 3:31:37
  what was he hinting at? The Ruffian Lord? Have mercy on us?
• 3:31:43
  And why did I write all that letter? I'm my own enemy, I'm
• 3:31:46
  my own murderer. As if I couldn't hold my tongue, I had to
• 3:31:50
  go scribbling nonsense. And what now you are going to ruin? You are
• 3:31:54
  like an old rag, and yet you worry about your pride. You say,
• 3:31:58
  my honor is wounded, and you must stick up for your honor,
• 3:32:01
  my own murderer, that is what I am. Thus spoke mister Golyadkin,
• 3:32:05
  and hardly dared to stir for terror. At last his eyes fastened upon an
• 3:32:11
  object which excited his interest to the utmost. In terror, lest the object
• 3:32:16
  that caught his attention should prove to be an illusion, a deception of his
• 3:32:20
  fantasy. He stretched out his hand to it with hope, with dread,
• 3:32:24
  with indescribable curiosity. No, it was not a deception, No, not
• 3:32:31
  a delusion. It was a letter, really a letter, undoubtedly a letter,
• 3:32:35
  and addressed to him. Mister Golyadkin took the letter from the table,
• 3:32:41
  his heart beat terribly. No doubt that scoundrel brought it, he thought,
• 3:32:46
  put it there and then forgot it. No doubt that is how it happened.
• 3:32:50
  No doubt, that is just how it happened. The letter was from
• 3:32:54
  Verumyev, a young fellow clerk who had once been his friend. I had
• 3:32:58
  a sentiment of this, though, thought our hero, and I had a
• 3:33:03
  presentiment of all that there would be in the letter. The letter was as
• 3:33:07
  follows, Dear Suryakov Petrovitch, your servant is drunk and there is no getting
• 3:33:13
  any sense out of him. For that reason, I prefer to reply by
• 3:33:16
  letter. I hasten to inform you that the commission you've entrusted to me,
• 3:33:22
  that is, to deliver a letter to a certain person you know, I
• 3:33:26
  will agree to carry out carefully and exactly that person who is very well known
• 3:33:31
  to you, and who has taken the place of a friend to me,
• 3:33:35
  whose name I will refrain from mentioning, because I do not wish, unnecessarily
• 3:33:39
  to blacken the reputation of a perfectly innocent man lodges with us at Carolina Ivanovna's
• 3:33:46
  in the room in which, when you were among us, the infantry officer
• 3:33:52
  from Tumbulf used to be. That person, however, is always to be
• 3:33:56
  found in the company of honest and true hearted persons, which is more than
• 3:34:00
  one can say for some people. I intend from this day to break off
• 3:34:05
  all connection with you. It's impossible for us to remain on friendly terms and
• 3:34:09
  keep up the appearance of comradeship congruous with them. And therefore I beg you,
• 3:34:13
  my dear sir, immediately upon the receipt of this candid letter from me,
• 3:34:18
  to send me the two roubles you owe me for the razor of foreign
• 3:34:22
  make which I sold you seven months ago. If you will kindly remember when
• 3:34:26
  you were still living with us in the lodgings of Carolina Ivanova, a lady
• 3:34:31
  whom I respect from the bottom of my heart. I am acting in this
• 3:34:35
  way, because you, from the accounts I hear from sensible persons, have
• 3:34:39
  lost your dignity and reputation, and have become a source of danger to the
• 3:34:43
  morals of the innocent and uncontaminated. For some persons are not straightforward, their
• 3:34:50
  words are full of falsity, and their show of good intentions is suspicious.
• 3:34:56
  People can always be found capable of insulting Carolina, even who is always irreproachable
• 3:35:01
  in her conduct, and an honest woman, and what's more, a maiden
• 3:35:05
  lady, though no longer young. Though, on the other hand, of
• 3:35:09
  good foreign family, and the fact I've been asked to mention in this letter
• 3:35:15
  by several persons, and I speak also for myself. In any case,
• 3:35:20
  you will learn all in due time, if you haven't learnt it yet,
• 3:35:22
  though you've made yourself notorious from an end of the town to the other,
• 3:35:26
  according to the accounts I hear from sensible people, and consequently might well have
• 3:35:33
  received intelligence relating to you, my dear sir, in many places. In
• 3:35:37
  conclusion, I beg to inform you, my dear sir, that a certain
• 3:35:39
  person you know, whose name I will not mention here for certain honorable reasons,
• 3:35:45
  is highly respected by right thinking people, and is moreover of lively and
• 3:35:50
  agreeable disposition, and is equally successful in the service and in the society of
• 3:35:54
  persons of common sense, is true in word and in friendship, and as
• 3:35:58
  not insult behind their back those with whom he is on friendly terms to their
• 3:36:03
  face. In any case, I remain your obedient servant. N varremyev ps.
• 3:36:09
  You had better dismiss your man. He is a drunkard and probably gives
• 3:36:13
  you a great deal of trouble. You had better engage Yevstafi, who used
• 3:36:18
  to be in service here and is now out of a place. Your servant
• 3:36:22
  presently is not only a drunkard, but what's more, he's a thief.
• 3:36:26
  For only last week he sold a pound of lump sugar to Carolina or Ivanovna
• 3:36:30
  at less than a cost price, which in my opinion, he could not
• 3:36:33
  have done otherwise than by robbing you in a very sly way, little by
• 3:36:37
  little, at different times. I write this to you for your own good.
• 3:36:41
  Although some people can do nothing but insult and deceive everybody, especially persons
• 3:36:46
  of honesty and good nature. What is more, they slander them behind their
• 3:36:50
  back and misrepresent them simply from envy, and because they can't call themselves the
• 3:36:56
  same v After reading Varimi's letter, our hero remained for a long time,
• 3:37:01
  sitting motionless on his sofa. A new light seemed, breaking through the obscure
• 3:37:07
  and baffling fog which had surrounded him for the last two days. Our hero
• 3:37:13
  seemed to reach a partial understanding. He tried to get up from the sofa,
• 3:37:16
  to take a turn about the room, to rouse himself, to collect
• 3:37:20
  his scattered ideas and to fix them upon a certain subject, and then set
• 3:37:24
  himself to rights a little, to think over his position thoroughly. But as
• 3:37:30
  soon as he tried to stand up, he fell back again, at once
• 3:37:33
  weak and helpless. Yes, of course I had a presentiment of all that.
• 3:37:39
  How he writes so, and what is the real meaning of his words?
• 3:37:41
  Supposing I do understand the meaning, But what is it leading to?
• 3:37:46
  He should have said straight out this and that is wanted, and I would
• 3:37:50
  have done it. Things have taken such a turn, Things have come to
• 3:37:54
  an unpleasant pass. Oh, if only tomorrow would make haste, and tom
• 3:37:58
  and I could make haste and get to work work. I know now what
• 3:38:01
  to do. I shall say this and that I shall agree with his arguments.
• 3:38:05
  I won't sell my honor. But maybe but he that person we know
• 3:38:09
  of, that disagreeable person. How does he come to be mixed up in
• 3:38:13
  it? And why has he turned up here? Oh, if tomorrow would
• 3:38:18
  make haste and come, they'll slander me before then. They are intriguing,
• 3:38:22
  they are working to spite me. The great thing is not to lose time.
• 3:38:28
  And now, for instance, to write a letter and to say this
• 3:38:31
  and that and that I agree to this and that, and as soon as
• 3:38:35
  it is daylight tomorrow, send it off before he can do anything. And
• 3:38:39
  so checkmate them. Get in before them, the darlings. They will ruin
• 3:38:43
  me by their slanders. And that's the fact of the matter. Mister Golyadkin
• 3:38:48
  drew the paper toward him, took up a pen, and wrote the following
• 3:38:52
  missive in answer to the Secretary's letter, Dear Sir Nestor Ignatyevitch, with amazement
• 3:38:58
  mingled with heartfelt distress, I have perused your insulting letter to me, for
• 3:39:03
  I see clearly that you are referring to me when you speak of certain discreditable
• 3:39:07
  persons and false friends. I see with genuine sorrow, how rapidly the calumny
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  has spread, and how deeply it has taken root, to the detriment of
• 3:39:16
  my prosperity, my honor, and my good name. And this is the
• 3:39:22
  more distressing and mortifying that even honest people, of a genuinely noble way of
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  thinking, and what is even more important, of straightforward and open dispositions,
• 3:39:31
  abandoned the interests of honorable men, and with all the qualities of their hearts,
• 3:39:37
  attached themselves to the pernicious corruption which in our difficult and immoral age has
• 3:39:43
  unhappily increased and multiplied so greatly and so disloyally. In conclusion, I will
• 3:39:48
  say that the debt of two roubles of which you remind me, I regard
• 3:39:52
  as a sacred duty to return to you in its entirety. As for your
• 3:39:56
  hints concerning a certain person of the females sex concerning the intentions, calculations,
• 3:40:03
  and various designs of that person, I can only tell you, sir,
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  that I have but a very dim and obscure understanding of those insinuations. Permit
• 3:40:11
  me, sir, to preserve my honorable way of thinking and my good name
• 3:40:16
  undefiled. In any case, I am ready to stoop to an explanation in
• 3:40:20
  person, preferring a personal interview to a written explanation as more secure, and
• 3:40:24
  I am moreover ready to enter into conciliatory proposals on mutual terms. Of course,
• 3:40:31
  to that end, I beg you, my dear sir, to convey
• 3:40:33
  to that person, my readiness for a personal arrangement, and, what is
• 3:40:37
  more, to beg her, to fix the time and place of the interview.
• 3:40:41
  It grieved me, sir, to read your hints of my having insulted
• 3:40:45
  you, having been treacherous to our original friendship, and having spoken ill of
• 3:40:48
  you. I ascribe this misunderstanding to the abominable calumny, envy, and ill
• 3:40:54
  will of those whom I may justly stigmatize as my bitterest foes. But I
• 3:40:58
  suppose that they do not know that innocence is strong through its very innocence,
• 3:41:05
  that the shamelessness, the insolence, and the revolting familiarity of some person sooner
• 3:41:11
  or later gains the stigma of universal contempt, and that such persons come to
• 3:41:15
  ruin through nothing but their own worthlessness and the corruption of their own hearts.
• 3:41:20
  In conclusion, I beg you, sir, to convey to those persons that
• 3:41:22
  their strange pretensions and their dishonorable and fanatic desire to squeeze others out of the
• 3:41:28
  position which those others occupy by their very existence in this world, and to
• 3:41:35
  take their place, are deserving of contempt, amazement, compassion, and what
• 3:41:39
  is more, the mad house. Moreover, such efforts are severely prohibited by
• 3:41:43
  law, which in my opinion, is perfectly just. For everyone ought to
• 3:41:48
  be satisfied with his own position. Everyone has his fixed position. And if
• 3:41:54
  this is a joke, it is a joke in very bad taste. I
• 3:41:56
  will say more, it is utterly immoral. For I make bold to assure
• 3:42:01
  you, sir, my own views, which I have expounded above in regard
• 3:42:05
  to keeping one's own place, are purely moral. In any case, I
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  have the honor to remain your humble servant. Why Golyatkin. End of Chapter
• 3:42:18
  nine, Chapter ten. Altogether, we may say the adventures of the previous
• 3:42:30
  day had thoroughly unnerved mister Golyatkin. Our hero passed a very bad night.
• 3:42:35
  That is, he did not get thoroughly off to sleep for five minutes,
• 3:42:39
  as though some practical joker had scattered bristles in his bed. He spent the
• 3:42:45
  whole night in a sort of half sleeping state, tossing from side to side,
• 3:42:48
  from right to left, moaning and groaning, dozing off for a moment,
• 3:42:52
  raking up again a minute later, and all was accompanied by a strange
• 3:42:58
  misery, vague memories, hideous visions, in fact, everything disagreeable that can
• 3:43:03
  be imagined. At one moment, the figure of andre Filopovitch appeared before him
• 3:43:07
  in a strange, mysterious half light. It was a frigid, wrathful figure
• 3:43:13
  with a cold, harsh eye and with stiffly polite words of blame on its
• 3:43:16
  lips. And as soon as mister Boliadkin began going up to andre Filopovitch to
• 3:43:22
  defend himself in some way and to prove to him that he was not at
• 3:43:26
  all such as his enemies represented him, that he was like this and like
• 3:43:31
  that, that he even possessed innate virtues of his own, superior to the
• 3:43:37
  average, at once a person only too well known for his discreditable behavior appeared
• 3:43:41
  on the scene, and, by some most revolting means, instantly frustrated poor
• 3:43:46
  mister Golyadkin's efforts on the spot. Almost before the latter's eyes, blackened by
• 3:43:52
  his reputation, trampled his dignity in the mud, and then immediately took possession
• 3:43:58
  of his place in the service and in society. At another time, mister
• 3:44:03
  Goliadkin's head felt sore from some sort of slight blow of late conferred and humbly
• 3:44:07
  accepted, received, either in the course of daily life or somehow in the
• 3:44:11
  performance of his duty, against which blow it was difficult to protest. And
• 3:44:18
  while mister Goliadkin was racking his brains over the question of why it was so
• 3:44:22
  difficult to protest even against such a blow, this idea of a blow gradually
• 3:44:28
  melted away into a different form, into the form of some familiar trifling,
• 3:44:31
  a rather important piece of nastiness, which he had seen, heard, or
• 3:44:35
  even himself committed, and frequently committed, indeed, and not on nasty grounds,
• 3:44:41
  not from any nasty impulse even, but just because it happened, sometimes
• 3:44:46
  for instance, out of delicacy, another time owing to his absolute defenselessness,
• 3:44:52
  in fact, because in fact, mister Golyadkin knew perfectly well because of what
• 3:44:58
  At this point mister Jrgoyadkin blushed in his sleep and smothering his blushes, muttered
• 3:45:03
  to himself that in this case he ought to be able to show the strength
• 3:45:07
  of his character. He ought to be able to show, in this case
• 3:45:09
  the remarkable strength of his character, and then wound up by asking himself,
• 3:45:15
  what, after all is strength of character? Why understand it now? But
• 3:45:20
  what irritated and enraged mister Goolyadkin most of all was that, invariably, at
• 3:45:24
  such a moment a person well known for his undignified burlesque behavior turned up uninvited,
• 3:45:31
  and regardless of the fact that the matter was apparently settled, he too
• 3:45:35
  would begin muttering with an unseemly little smile, what's the use of strength of
• 3:45:41
  character? How could you and I Yukov Petrovitch have strength of character? Then
• 3:45:46
  mister Goolyadkin would dream that he was in the company of a number of persons
• 3:45:50
  distinguished for their wit and good breeding, that he, mister Goolyadkin, too,
• 3:45:54
  was conspicuous for his wit and politeness, that everybody liked him, Even
• 3:46:00
  some of his enemies who were present began to like him, which was very
• 3:46:03
  agreeable to mister Goliadkin. That everyone gave him precedence, and that at last,
• 3:46:09
  mister Goliadkin himself, with gratification, overheard the host drawing one of his
• 3:46:13
  guests aside speaking his mister Goliadkin's praise, and all of a sudden apropos of
• 3:46:20
  nothing, there appeared again a person notorious for his treachery and brutal impulses,
• 3:46:26
  in the form of mister Goliadkin Junior. And on the spot at once,
• 3:46:30
  by his very appearance on the scene, mister Goliadkin Junior destroyed the whole triumph
• 3:46:35
  and glory of mister Goliadkin Senior, eclipsed mister Goliadkin Senior, trampled him in
• 3:46:41
  the mud, and at last proved clearly that Goliadkin Senior, that is,
• 3:46:45
  the genuine one, was not the genuine one at all, but the sham,
• 3:46:50
  and that he Goliadkin Junior, was the real one. That in fact,
• 3:46:52
  mister Golyadkins Senior was not at all what he appeared to be, but
• 3:46:56
  something very disgraceful, and that consequence he had no right to mix in the
• 3:47:01
  society of honorable and well bred people. And all this was done so quickly
• 3:47:05
  that mister Goolatkin had not time to open his mouth before all of them were
• 3:47:11
  subjugated body and soul by the wicked sham mister Gooyadkin, and with profound contempt,
• 3:47:18
  not one person left whose opinion the infamous mister Goolyatkin would not have changed
• 3:47:24
  round. There was not left one person, even the most insignificant of the
• 3:47:31
  company, to whom the false and worthless mister Goliadkin would not make up in
• 3:47:35
  his blandest manner, upon whom he would not fawn in his own way,
• 3:47:39
  before whom he would not burn sweet and agreeable incense, so that the flattered
• 3:47:45
  person simply sniffed and sneezed till the tears came in token of the intensest pleasure.
• 3:47:50
  And the worst of it was that all this was done in a flash.
• 3:47:54
  The swiftness of movement of the false and worthless mister Goliadkin was marvelous.
• 3:48:00
  He had scarcely time, for instance, to make up to one person and
• 3:48:03
  win his good graces, and before one could wink an eye, he was
• 3:48:07
  at another. He stealthily fawns on another, drops a smile of benevolence,
• 3:48:11
  twirls on his short round though rather wooden looking leg, and already he's at
• 3:48:16
  a third, and is cringing upon a third. He's making up to him
• 3:48:20
  in a friendly way, before one has time to open one's mouth, before
• 3:48:24
  one has time to feel surprised. He's at a fourth at the same maneuvers
• 3:48:28
  with him. It was horrible sorcery and nothing else. And everyone was pleased
• 3:48:33
  with him, and everybody liked him, and everyone was exalting him, and
• 3:48:37
  all were proclaiming in chorus that his politeness and sarcastic wit were infinitely superior to
• 3:48:43
  the politeness and sarcastic wit of the real mister Golyadkin, and putting the real
• 3:48:48
  and innocent mister Golyadkin to shame, thereby and rejecting the veritable mister Golyatkin,
• 3:48:54
  and shoving and pushing out the loyal mister Golyadkin, and showering blows on the
• 3:48:58
  man so well known for his love towards his fellow creatures. In misery,
• 3:49:05
  in terror, and in fury, the cruelly treated mister Goolyatkin ran out into
• 3:49:09
  the street and began trying to take a cab in order to drive straight to
• 3:49:13
  his excellencies, or at any rate to Andre Filopovitch's But horror the cabman absolutely
• 3:49:20
  refused to take mister Goolyatkin, saying we cannot drive two gentlemen exactly likes her.
• 3:49:26
  A good man tries to live honestly your honor and never has a double
• 3:49:31
  overcome with shame. The unimpeachable, the honest mister Goolyatkin looked round and did,
• 3:49:39
  in fact assure himself with his own eyes that the cabman and Petrushka,
• 3:49:43
  who had joined them were all quite right. For the depraved mister Goolyatkin was
• 3:49:48
  actually on the spot beside him, close at hand, and with his characteristic
• 3:49:52
  nastiness, was again, at this critical moment, certainly preparing to do something
• 3:49:58
  very unseemly and quite out of keeping with that gentlemanliness of character which is usually
• 3:50:03
  acquired by good breeding, that gentlemanliness of which the lowesome mister Goliadkin the second
• 3:50:09
  was always boasting on every opportunity. Beside himself with shame and despair, the
• 3:50:16
  utterly ruined, though perfectly just mister Goliadkin dashed headlong away wherever fate might lead
• 3:50:22
  him. But with every step he took, with every thud of his foot
• 3:50:26
  on the granite of the pavement, there leaped up, as though out of
• 3:50:28
  the earth, a mister Goliadkin, precisely the same, perfectly alike, and
• 3:50:33
  of a revolting depravity of heart. And all these precisely similar Goliadkins set to
• 3:50:39
  ruining after one another as soon as they appeared, and stretched out in a
• 3:50:45
  long chain, like a file of geese, hobbling after the real mister Goliadkin.
• 3:50:50
  So there was nowhere to escape from these duplicates, So that mister Goliadkin,
• 3:50:54
  who was in every way deserving of compaction, was breathless with terror.
• 3:50:58
  So that at last a terrible multitude of duplicates had sprung into being, so
• 3:51:03
  that the whole town was obstructed at last by duplicate Goliadkins. And the police
• 3:51:09
  officer, seeing such a breach of decorum, was obliged to seize all these
• 3:51:13
  duplicates by the collar, and to put them into the watchhouse, which happened
• 3:51:16
  to be beside him. Numb and chill with horror, our hero woke up,
• 3:51:22
  and numb and chill with horror, felt that his waking state was hardly
• 3:51:28
  more cheerful. It was oppressive and harrowing. He was overcome by such anguish
• 3:51:33
  that it seemed as though someone were gnawing at his heart. At last,
• 3:51:37
  mister Goliadkin could endure it no longer. This shall not be, he cried
• 3:51:41
  resolutely, sitting up in bed, and after this exclamation he felt fully awake.
• 3:51:48
  It seemed as though it were rather late in the day. It was
• 3:51:50
  unusually light in the room. The sunshine filtered through the frozen panes and flooded
• 3:51:56
  the room with light, which surprised mister Goliadkin not a little, and so
• 3:52:01
  far as mister Goliadkin could remember, at least, there had scarcely ever been
• 3:52:05
  such exceptions in the course of the heavenly luminary before. Our hero had hardly
• 3:52:11
  time to wonder at this when he heard the clock buzzing behind the partition,
• 3:52:15
  as though it was just on the point of striking, now, thought mister
• 3:52:18
  Goliadkin, and he prepared to listen with painful suspense. But to complete mister
• 3:52:24
  Goliadkin's astonishment, the clock whirred and only struck once. What does this mean?
• 3:52:31
  Cried our hero, finally, leaping out of bed, and unable to
• 3:52:33
  believe his ears, he rushed behind the screen. Just as he was it
• 3:52:37
  was actually one o'clock. Mister Golyadkin glanced at Patrushka's bed, but the room
• 3:52:43
  did not even smell of Petrushka, his bed having long been made and left.
• 3:52:48
  His boots were nowhere to be seen either, an unmistakable sign that Patrushka
• 3:52:52
  was not in the house. Mister Goladkin rushed to the door. The door
• 3:52:56
  was locked. But where is he? Where is Petria Rushka? He went
• 3:53:00
  on in a whisper, conscious of intense excitement and feeling a perceptible tremor run
• 3:53:05
  all over him. Suddenly a thought floated into his mind. Mister Golyadkin rushed
• 3:53:11
  to the table, looked all over, it felt all around. Yes,
• 3:53:13
  it was true. His letter of the night before to Varmyev was not there.
• 3:53:18
  Patrushka was nowhere behind the screen either. The clock had just struck one,
• 3:53:22
  and some new points were evident to him in Varremyev's letter, points that
• 3:53:26
  were obscure at first sight, though now they were fully explained. Patrushka had
• 3:53:31
  evidently been bribed at last. Yes, yes, that was so. So,
• 3:53:37
  this was how the chief plot was hatched, cried mister Golyadkin, slapping
• 3:53:41
  himself on the forehead, opening his eyes wider and wider. So in that
• 3:53:46
  filthy German woman's den, the whole power of evil lights hidden now. So
• 3:53:50
  she was only making a strategic diversion in directing me to the Izmaalovski Bridge.
• 3:53:56
  She was putting me off the scent, confusing me the worthless witch, and
• 3:54:00
  in that way laying her minds. Yes, that is so. If one
• 3:54:05
  only looks at the thing from that point of view, all of this is
• 3:54:07
  bound to be so, and the scoundrel's appearance on the scene is fully explained.
• 3:54:13
  It's all part and partial of the same thing. They've kept him in
• 3:54:16
  reserve a long while, they had him in readiness for the evil day.
• 3:54:20
  This is how it has all turned out. This is what it has come
• 3:54:24
  to. But there never mind, No time has been lost so far.
• 3:54:28
  At this point, mister Koyatkin recollected with horror that it was past one in
• 3:54:33
  the afternoon. What if they have succeeded by now, he uttered a moan.
• 3:54:37
  But no, they are lying. They've not had time. We shall
• 3:54:39
  see. He dressed after a fashion, seized a paper and pen, and
• 3:54:43
  scribbled the following missive Dear Sir Yakov Petrovitch, either you or I, but
• 3:54:48
  both together is out of the question, and so I must inform you that
• 3:54:52
  you are strange, obsurd, and at the same time impossible. Desire to
• 3:54:56
  appear to be my twin, and to give yoursel out as such, serves
• 3:55:01
  no other purpose than to bring about your complete disgrace and discomfiture. And so
• 3:55:07
  I beg you, for the sake of your own advantage, to step aside
• 3:55:09
  and make way for really honorable men of loyal aims. In the opposite case,
• 3:55:15
  I am ready to determine upon extreme measures. I lay down my pen
• 3:55:18
  and await. However, I remain ready to oblige or to meet you with
• 3:55:24
  pistols. Why Goldyatkin, our hero, rubbed his hands energetically when he had
• 3:55:30
  finished the letter. Then, putting on his greatcoat and putting on his hat,
• 3:55:35
  he unlocked the flat with a spare key and set off for the department.
• 3:55:39
  He reached the office, but could not make up his mind to go
• 3:55:41
  in. It was by now too late. It was half past two by
• 3:55:45
  mister Goliatkin's watch. All at once a circumstance apparently of little importance, settled
• 3:55:50
  some doubts in mister Goliatkin's mind. A flushed and breathless figure suddenly made its
• 3:55:56
  appearance from behind the screen of the department building, and with a stealthy movement
• 3:56:01
  like a rat, he darted up the steps and into the entry. It
• 3:56:03
  was a copying clerk called Ostafyev, a man mister Kolyavkin knew very well who
• 3:56:09
  was rather useful and ready to do anything for a trifle. Knowing Nostavyev's weak
• 3:56:16
  spot and surmising that after his brief, unavoidable absence, he would probably be
• 3:56:20
  greedier than ever for tips, our hero made up his mind not to be
• 3:56:24
  sparing of them, and immediately darted up the steps and then into the entry.
• 3:56:28
  After him called to him and with a mysterious air, drew him aside
• 3:56:33
  into a convenient corner behind a huge iron stove, And having led him there,
• 3:56:37
  our hero began questioning him, why, my dear fellow, how are
• 3:56:41
  things going in there? You understand me? Yes, your honor, I
• 3:56:46
  wish you good health, your honor, All right, my good man,
• 3:56:50
  all right, but I'll reward you, my good fellow. Well, you
• 3:56:52
  see, how are things? What is your honor? Asking At this point
• 3:56:58
  Ostafyev held his hand as though by accident before his open mouth. You see,
• 3:57:03
  my dear fellow, this is how it is. But don't you imagine?
• 3:57:07
  Come? Is Andrey Filopovitch here? Yes, he is here. And
• 3:57:11
  are the clerks here? Yes, sir, they are here as usual,
• 3:57:13
  and his excellency too, and his excellency too here. The man held his
• 3:57:18
  hand before his open mouth again and looked rather curiously and strangely at mister Goolatkin.
• 3:57:24
  So at least our hero fancied, And there's nothing special there, my
• 3:57:28
  good man, No, sir, certainly not, sir. So there's nothing
• 3:57:31
  concerning me, my friend. Is there nothing going on there that is nothing
• 3:57:35
  more than hey, nothing more, you understand, my friend, No,
• 3:57:41
  sir, I've heard nothing so far. Sir. Again, the man put
• 3:57:43
  his hand before his mouth and again looked rather strangely at mister Goliatkin. The
• 3:57:48
  fact was mister Goolyatkin was trying to read Astafyev's countenance, trying to discover whether
• 3:57:54
  there was not something hidden in it, and in fact, he did look
• 3:57:58
  as though he was hiding something. Astafyev seemed to grow colder and more churlish,
• 3:58:03
  and did not enter into mister Goliadkin's interests with the same sympathy as at
• 3:58:07
  the beginning of the conversation. He is to some extent justified, thought mister
• 3:58:11
  Goliadkin. After all, what am I to him? Perhaps he has already
• 3:58:16
  been bribed by the other side, and that's why he has just been absent.
• 3:58:20
  But here I'll try him. Mister Goliadkin realized that the moment for kopex
• 3:58:26
  had arrived. Here, My dear fellow, I'm feeling grateful for your honor's
• 3:58:31
  kindness. I'll give you more than that. Yes, your honor, I'll
• 3:58:35
  give you some more directly, and when the business is over, I'll give
• 3:58:39
  you as much again. Do you understand? The clerk did not speak.
• 3:58:43
  He stood at attention and stared fixedly at mister Goliadkin. Come tell me now,
• 3:58:48
  have you heard nothing about me? I think so far I have not
• 3:58:52
  so to say nothing so far. Ostafyev, like mister Goliadkin, spoke deliberately
• 3:58:58
  and preserved a mysterious air, moving his eyebrows a little, looking at the
• 3:59:03
  ground, trying to fall into the suitable tone, and in fact doing his
• 3:59:07
  very utmost to earn what had been promised him for what he had received.
• 3:59:13
  Already he reckoned, as already earned. And you know nothing so far,
• 3:59:18
  nothing, sir, listen, you know maybe you will know later on,
• 3:59:24
  of course, maybe I shall know. It's a poor lookout, thought our
• 3:59:26
  hero. Listen, here's something more, my dear fellow. I am truly
• 3:59:31
  grateful to your honor. Was Varmyev here yesterday? Yes, sir? And
• 3:59:37
  somebody else was he? Try and remember? Brother? The man ransacked his
• 3:59:43
  memory for a moment and could think of nothing appropriate. No, sir,
• 3:59:48
  there wasn't anybody else. Hm. A silence followed, Listen, brother,
• 3:59:52
  here's some more. Tell me all every detail, yes, sir, Astafyev
• 3:59:58
  had by now become as soft as silk, which was just what mister Goliadkin
• 4:00:01
  needed. Explain to me, now, my good man, what footing is
• 4:00:05
  he on? All right, sir? A good one, answered the man,
• 4:00:09
  gazing open eyed at mister Goliadkin. How do you mean all right?
• 4:00:15
  Well, it's just like that, sir. Here. Astafyev twitched his eyebrows
• 4:00:18
  significantly, but he was utterly nonplussed and didn't know what more to say.
• 4:00:22
  It's a poor lookout, thought mister Goliadkin, and hasn't anything more happened in
• 4:00:28
  there about Veremyev. But everything is just as usual. Think a little there
• 4:00:35
  is? They say, come, what Alstafyev put his hand in front of
• 4:00:39
  his mouth? Wasn't there a letter from here to me? MiEV the attendant
• 4:00:46
  went to Veremyev's lodging to their German landlady. So I'll go and ask him,
• 4:00:50
  if you like, do me the favor, brother, for goodness sake,
• 4:00:54
  I only mean you mustn't imagine anything, brother, I only mean yes,
• 4:00:58
  you question him, brother, find out whether are not getting up something
• 4:01:01
  concerning me? Find out how he is acting. That is all I want.
• 4:01:05
  That is what you must find out, my dear fellow, And then
• 4:01:09
  I'll reward you, my good man, I will your honor. And Ivan
• 4:01:13
  Samonovitch sat in your place today, Sir Ivan Siamenovitch. Oh really, you
• 4:01:20
  don't say so, Andre Filopovitch told him to sit there? Really? How
• 4:01:24
  did that happen? You must find out, brother, for God's sake,
• 4:01:28
  find out, brother, find it all out, and I'll reward you,
• 4:01:31
  my dear fellow. That's what I want to know. And don't you imagine
• 4:01:35
  anything, brother, Just so, sir, just so, I'll go at
• 4:01:39
  once and aren't you going in to day, sir? No, my friend,
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  I only looked round. I only looked round, you know, I
• 4:01:46
  only came to have a look round, my friend, And I'll reward you
• 4:01:48
  afterwards, my friend. Yes, sir. The man ran rapidly and eagerly
• 4:01:54
  up the stairs, and mister Goolyadkin was left alone. It's a poor look,
• 4:02:00
  he thought. It's a bad business, a bad business. Ah,
• 4:02:03
  things are in a bad way with us. Now what does it all mean?
• 4:02:07
  What did those drunkards insinuations mean? For instance? And whose trickery was
• 4:02:11
  it? Ah? I know whose it was? And what a thing?
• 4:02:16
  This is no doubt. They found out and made him sit there? But
• 4:02:20
  after all did they sit him there? It was Andre Filopovitch sat him there,
• 4:02:24
  and he sat Ivan Yemenovitch there himself. Why did he make him sit
• 4:02:28
  there? And with what object? Probably they found out that is Verremyev's work.
• 4:02:33
  That is not Verremyev. He is as stupid as an ashen post Veremyev
• 4:02:37
  is and they all are at work on his behalf. And they egged that
• 4:02:41
  scoundrel on to come here for the same purpose. And the German woman brought
• 4:02:46
  up her grievance, the one eyed hussy. I always suspected that this intrigue
• 4:02:50
  was not without an object, and that in all this old womanish gossip there
• 4:02:54
  must be something. And I said as much to Kristian Ivanovitch, telling him
• 4:03:00
  they'd sworn to cut a man's throat in a moral sense, of course,
• 4:03:03
  and they pounced upon Karolina Ivanova. Yes, there are master hands at work
• 4:03:09
  in this one can see. Yes, sir, there are master hands at
• 4:03:13
  work here, and not Verremyev's. I've said already that Verremyev is stupid.
• 4:03:18
  But I know who is behind it all. It's that rascal, that imposter.
• 4:03:22
  It's only that he relies upon which is partly proved by his successes in
• 4:03:28
  the best society. And it would certainly be desirable to know on what footing
• 4:03:33
  he stands? Now? What is he now? Among them? Only?
• 4:03:39
  Why have they taken Ivan Simenovich? What the devil do they want with Ivan
• 4:03:45
  Simonovich? Could not they have found anyone else, though it would come to
• 4:03:50
  the same thing, whoever it had been. And the only thing I know
• 4:03:52
  is that I have suspected Ivan Semyonovitch for a long time past. I noticed
• 4:03:58
  long ago with a nasty, horrid old man. He was, They say,
• 4:04:01
  he lends money and takes interest like any Jew. To be sure,
• 4:04:05
  the bear's the leading spirit in the whole affair. One can only detect the
• 4:04:11
  bear in the whole affair. It begins in this way. It began at
• 4:04:13
  the Ismailowski bridge. That's how it began. At this point, mister Goliadkin
• 4:04:18
  frowned as though he had taken a bite out of a lemon, probably remembering
• 4:04:24
  something very unpleasant. But there it doesn't matter, he thought, I keep
• 4:04:28
  harping on my own troubles. What will Ostafia find out? Most likely he
• 4:04:33
  is staying on or he has been delayed somehow. It is a good thing
• 4:04:37
  in a sense that I am intriguing like this and am laying minds on my
• 4:04:41
  side too. I've only to give Ostafia of ten Kopeks, and he's so
• 4:04:46
  to speak on my side. Only the point is, is he really on
• 4:04:50
  my side? Perhaps they've got him on their side too, and they are
• 4:04:54
  carrying on an intrigue by means of him on their side too. He looks
• 4:04:58
  a ruffian, the rascal, a regular ruffian. He's hiding something, the
• 4:05:03
  rogue. No nothing, says he and I am deeply grateful to your honor,
• 4:05:07
  says he. You Ruffian you. He heard a noise, Mister Goliadkin
• 4:05:11
  shrank up and skipped behind the stove. Someone came downstairs and went out into
• 4:05:16
  the street. Who could that be going away? Now, our hero thought
• 4:05:18
  to himself. A minute later, footsteps were audible again. At this point,
• 4:05:24
  mister Goliadkin could not resist poking the very tip of his nose out beyond
• 4:05:28
  his corner. He poked it out and instantly withdrew it again, as though
• 4:05:31
  someone had pricked it with a pin. This time, there is someone he
• 4:05:37
  knew well coming. That is the scoundrel, the inturer and the reprobate.
• 4:05:43
  He was approaching with his usual mean tripping little step, prancing and shuffling with
• 4:05:46
  his feet as though he were going to kick someone. The rascal, said
• 4:05:50
  our hero to himself. Mister Goliadkin could not, however, help observing that
• 4:05:56
  the rascal had under his arm a huge green portfolio belonging to his excellency.
• 4:06:01
  He's on a special commission again, thought mister Goliadkin, flushing Crimson and shrinking
• 4:06:05
  into himself more than ever from vexation. As soon as mister Goliadkin Junior had
• 4:06:11
  slipped past mister Golyadkin Senior without observing him in the least, footsteps were heard
• 4:06:16
  for the third time, and this time mister Goliadkin guessed that these were Rostafyavs.
• 4:06:22
  It was, in fact the sleek figure of a copying clerk, Pisorenko
• 4:06:26
  by name. This surprised mister Goliadkin. Why had he mixed up other people
• 4:06:33
  in their secret are hero wondered? What barbarians? Nothing is sacred to them.
• 4:06:37
  Well, my friend, he brought out, addressing Pisarenko, who sent
• 4:06:41
  you? My friend, I've come about your business. There's no news so
• 4:06:46
  far from anyone, but should there be any, will let you know.
• 4:06:50
  And Ostafyev it was quite impossible for him to come. Your honor, his
• 4:06:54
  excellency has walked through the room twice, and I've no time to say thank
• 4:07:01
  you, my good man, thank you. Only tell me upon my word,
• 4:07:05
  Sir. I can't stay. They are asking for us every minute.
• 4:07:09
  But if your Honor will stay here, we'll let you know if anything happens
• 4:07:11
  concerning your little affair. No, my friend, you just tell me.
• 4:07:16
  Excuse me, I've no time to stay, sir, said Pisser and Koe,
• 4:07:20
  tearing himself away from mister Golyadtkin, who had clutched him by the lapel
• 4:07:24
  of his cloat. I really can't. If your honor will stay here,
• 4:07:28
  we'll let you know in a minute, my good man. In a minute.
• 4:07:33
  In a minute, my good fellow, I'll tell you what. Here's
• 4:07:35
  a letter, and i'll reward you, my good man. Yes, sir,
• 4:07:39
  try and give it to mister Golyadkin, my dear fellow, Golyatkin,
• 4:07:43
  Yes, my man, to mister Goladkin, very good sir. As soon
• 4:07:48
  as I get off, I'll take it and you stay here. Meanwhile,
• 4:07:50
  no one will see you here, No, my good man, don't imagine
• 4:07:54
  I'm not standing here to avoid being seen. But I'm not going to stay
• 4:07:58
  here now, my friend. I'll be close here in the side street.
• 4:08:01
  There's a coffee house near here, so i'll wait there, and if anything
• 4:08:05
  happens, you let me know about anything. You understand, Very good sir,
• 4:08:09
  Only let me go, I understand, and I'll reward you, mister
• 4:08:13
  Goliadkin called after Pisarenko, when he at last had released him. The rogue
• 4:08:20
  seemed to be getting rather rude, our hero reflected, as he stealthily emerged
• 4:08:24
  from behind the stove. There's some other dodge here, that's clear. At
• 4:08:28
  first it was one thing and another. He really was in a hurry,
• 4:08:33
  though. Perhaps there's a great deal to do in the office, and his
• 4:08:37
  Excellency had been through the room twice. How did that happen? Ugh,
• 4:08:41
  never mind, it may mean nothing perhaps, but now we shall see.
• 4:08:46
  At this point, mister Goliadkin was about to open the door, intending to
• 4:08:48
  go out into the street, when suddenly, at that very instant, his
• 4:08:52
  Excellency's carriage dashed up to the door. Before mister Goliadkin had the time to
• 4:08:58
  recover from the shop, the door of the carriage was opened from within,
• 4:09:01
  and a gentleman jumped out. The gentleman was no other than mister Goladkin Junior,
• 4:09:07
  who had only gone out ten minutes before. Mister Goliadkin Senior remembered that
• 4:09:13
  the director's flat was only a couple of paces away. He has been out
• 4:09:18
  on a special commission, our hero thought to himself. Meanwhile, mister Goliadkin
• 4:09:22
  Junior took out of the carriage a thick green portfolio and other papers. Finally
• 4:09:28
  giving some orders to the coachman, he opened the door almost ran up against
• 4:09:31
  mister Golyyadkins Senior, purposely avoided noticing him, acting in this way expressly to
• 4:09:37
  annoy him, and mounted the office staircase at a rapid canter. It's a
• 4:09:43
  bad look out, thought mister Goladkin. This is what it has come to
• 4:09:46
  now, Oh good lord, look at him. For half a minute,
• 4:09:50
  our hero remained motionless. At last he made up his mind without pausing to
• 4:09:56
  think, though he was aware of a violent palpitation at the heart and a
• 4:10:00
  tremor in all of his limbs. He ran up the stairs after his enemy.
• 4:10:03
  Here goes. What does it matter to me? I have nothing to
• 4:10:05
  do with the case, he thought, taking off his hat, his greatcoat
• 4:10:09
  and his goloshes in the entry. When mister Goliadkin walked into his office,
• 4:10:13
  it was already getting dusk. Neither Andre Philopovitch nor Anton Antonovitch were in the
• 4:10:20
  room. Both of them were in the director's room handing in reports. The
• 4:10:24
  director, so it was rumored, was in haste to report to a still
• 4:10:28
  higher excellency. In consequence of this, and also because twilight was coming on,
• 4:10:33
  and the office hours were almost over. Several of the clerks, especially
• 4:10:39
  the younger ones, were, at the moment when our hero entered, enjoying
• 4:10:41
  a period of inactivity, gathered together in groups. They were talking, arguing
• 4:10:46
  and laughing, and some of the most youthful, that is, belonging to
• 4:10:50
  the lowest grades in the service, had got up a game of pitch farthing
• 4:10:54
  in a corner by a window. Knowing what was proper, and feeling at
• 4:11:00
  the moment a special need to conciliate and get on with them, mister Golyatkin
• 4:11:03
  immediately approached those with whom he used to get on best, in order to
• 4:11:07
  wish them good day and so on. But his colleagues answered his greetings rather
• 4:11:13
  strangely. He was unpleasantly impressed by a certain coldness, even curtness, one
• 4:11:18
  may almost say, severity in their manner. No one shook hands with him.
• 4:11:24
  Some simply said good day and walked away, Others barely nodded. One
• 4:11:28
  simply turned away and pretended not to notice him. At last, some of
• 4:11:31
  them, and what mortified mister Golyadkin most of all, some of the youngsters
• 4:11:37
  of the lowest grades, mere lads who as mister Golyatkin justly observed, about
• 4:11:41
  them were capable of nothing but hanging about and playing pitch farthing at every opportunity.
• 4:11:48
  Little by little collected round mister Golyatkin, formed a group round him,
• 4:11:52
  and almost barred his way. They all looked at him with a sort of
• 4:11:56
  insulting curiosity. It was a bad sign. Mister Golyadkin felt this, and
• 4:12:01
  very judiciously decided not to notice it. Suddenly, a quite unexpected event completely
• 4:12:07
  finished him off, as they say, and utterly crushed him at the moment
• 4:12:13
  most trying to mister Golyadkin Senior, Suddenly, as though by design, there
• 4:12:16
  appeared in the group of fellow clerks surrounding him the figure of mister Golyadkin Junior,
• 4:12:22
  gay as ever, smiling a little smile, as ever, nimble too,
• 4:12:26
  as ever in short mischievous skipping and tripping, chuckling and fawning with sprightly
• 4:12:33
  tongue and sprightly toe, as always precisely as he had been the day before,
• 4:12:37
  at a very unpleasant moment for mister Golyadkin's senior, for instance, grinning,
• 4:12:43
  tripping and turning with a smile that seemed to say good evening to everyone.
• 4:12:46
  He squeezed his way into the group of clerks, shaking hands with one,
• 4:12:50
  slapping another on the shoulders, putting his arm round another, explaining to
• 4:12:56
  a fourth how he had come to be employed by his excellency, where he
• 4:13:00
  had been, what he had done, what he had brought with him.
• 4:13:03
  To the fifth, probably his most intimate friend, he gave a resounding kiss.
• 4:13:07
  In fact, everything happened as it had in mister Goliadtkin's dream, when
• 4:13:13
  he had skipped about to his heart's content, polished them all off in his
• 4:13:16
  usual way, disposed them all in his favor, whether he needed them or
• 4:13:22
  not. When he had lavished his blandishment to the delectation of all the clerks,
• 4:13:26
  mister Golatkin Junior, suddenly, and most likely by mistake, for he
• 4:13:31
  had not yet time to notice his senior, held out his hand to mister
• 4:13:35
  Golyadkin's senior, also probably also by mistake, though he had time to observe
• 4:13:41
  the dishonorable mister Goliatkin Junior thoroughly. Our hero at once eagerly seized the hand
• 4:13:46
  so unexpectedly held out to him, and pressed it in the warmest and friendliest
• 4:13:50
  way, pressed it with a strange quite unexpected in our feeling, with a
• 4:13:56
  tearful emotion. Whether our hero was misled by the first movement of his worthless
• 4:14:01
  foe, or was taken unawares, or without recognizing it, felt at the
• 4:14:05
  bottom of his heart how defenseless he was, it is difficult to say.
• 4:14:11
  The fact remains that mister Goliadkin Senior, apparently knowing what he was doing of
• 4:14:16
  his own free will before witnesses, solemnly shook hands with him whom he called
• 4:14:22
  his mortal foe. But what was the amazement, the stupefaction, and fury.
• 4:14:26
  What was the horror and the shame of mister Golyadkin Senior? When his
• 4:14:31
  enemy and mortal foe, the dishonorable mister Golyadkin Junior, noticing the mistake of
• 4:14:35
  that persecuted, innocent, perfidiously deceived man, without a trace of shame,
• 4:14:41
  of feeling, of compassion, or of conscience, pulled his hand away with
• 4:14:46
  insufferable rudeness and insolence. What was worse, he shook the hand as though
• 4:14:52
  it had been polluted with something horrid. What is more, he spat aside
• 4:14:56
  with disgust, accompanying this with a most insulting. Worse still, he drew
• 4:15:01
  out his handkerchief and in the most unseemly way, wiped all the fingers that
• 4:15:07
  had rested for one moment in the hand of mister Golyatkin Senior. While he
• 4:15:11
  did this, mister Golyadkin Junior looked about him, in his characteristic horrid way,
• 4:15:16
  took care that everyone should see what he was doing, glanced into people's
• 4:15:20
  eyes, and evidently tried to insinuate to everyone everything that was most unpleasant in
• 4:15:26
  regard to mister Goolyadkin Senior. Mister Goladkin Junior's revolting behavior seemed to arouse general
• 4:15:33
  indignation among the clerks that surrounded them. Even the frivolous youngsters showed their displeasure.
• 4:15:39
  A murmur of protest rose on all sides. Mister Goliadkin could not but
• 4:15:43
  discern the general feeling. But suddenly, an appropriate witticism that bubbled from the
• 4:15:50
  lips of mister Goolatkin Junior shattered annihilated our hero's last hopes, and inclined the
• 4:15:56
  balance again in favor of his deadly and undeserving Here's our Russian fabulous gentleman,
• 4:16:03
  allow me to introduce the youthful, fabulous piped mister Goladkin Junior, with his
• 4:16:08
  characteristic insolence, pirouetting and threading his way among the clerks and directing their attention
• 4:16:15
  to the petrified, though genuine mister Goliadkin, let us kiss each other,
• 4:16:19
  Darling, He went on with insufferable familiarity, addressing the man he had so
• 4:16:25
  treacherously insulted. Mister Goliadkin Junior's unworthy jest seemed to touch a responsive chord,
• 4:16:32
  for it contained an artful allusion to an incident with which all were apparently familiar.
• 4:16:37
  Our hero was painfully conscious of the hand of his enemies, but he
• 4:16:42
  had made up his mind by now. With glowing eyes, with pale face,
• 4:16:47
  with a fixed smile, he tore himself somehow out of the crowd,
• 4:16:51
  and with uneven, hurried steps, made straight for his Excellency's private room.
• 4:16:56
  In the room next to last, he was met by Andre Filopov, who
• 4:17:00
  had only just come out from seeing his Excellency. And although there were present
• 4:17:06
  in this room at the moment a good number of persons whom mister Golatkin knew
• 4:17:10
  nothing of yet our hero did not care to take such a fact into consideration.
• 4:17:17
  Boldly, resolutely, directly, almost wondering at himself, and inwardly admiring
• 4:17:22
  his own courage. Without loss of time, he accosted Andrey Fulopovitch, who
• 4:17:26
  was a good deal surprised by this unexpected attack. Ah, what is it?
• 4:17:32
  What do you want? Asked the head of the division, not hearing
• 4:17:34
  mister Goliadkin's hesitating words, Andre Filopovitch, May, might I, Andre Filopovitch,
• 4:17:41
  may I have a conversation with his excellency at once and in private,
• 4:17:47
  our hero said, resolutely and distinctly, fixing the most determined glance on Andrey
• 4:17:52
  Filopovitch. What next, of course, not, Andre Filopovitch, scanned mister
• 4:17:56
  Golatkin from head to foot. I say all this, Andre Filopovitch, because
• 4:18:02
  I am surprised that no one here unmasks the impostor and scoundrel. What scoundrel,
• 4:18:10
  Andre Philopovitch, of whom are you pleased to speak in those terms of
• 4:18:15
  a certain person, Andre Philopovitch. I'm alluding, Andre Filopovitch to a certain
• 4:18:19
  person. I have the right, I imagine, Andre Filopovitch, that the
• 4:18:25
  authorities would surely encourage such an action, added mister Goladkin, evidently hardly knowing
• 4:18:32
  what he was saying, Andre Filopovitch. But no doubt, you see yourself,
• 4:18:36
  Andre Filopovitch, that this honorable action is a mark of my loyalty in
• 4:18:41
  every way, of my looking upon my superior as a father. Andre Filopovitch,
• 4:18:45
  I as much as to say, look upon my benevolent superior as a
• 4:18:49
  father and blindly trust my fate to him, it's as much as to say,
• 4:18:55
  you see. At this point, mister Goladkin's voice trembled, and two
• 4:19:00
  tears ran down his eyelashes. As Andre Filopovitch listened to mister Goliadkin, he
• 4:19:06
  was so astonished that he could not help stepping back a couple of paces.
• 4:19:10
  Then he looked about himself uneasily. It is difficult to say how the matter
• 4:19:15
  would have ended. But suddenly the door of his Excellency's room was opened,
• 4:19:19
  and he himself came out, accompanied by several officials. All the persons in
• 4:19:25
  his room followed in a string. His Excellency called Andre Filopovitch and walked beside
• 4:19:30
  him, beginning to discuss some business details. When all had set off and
• 4:19:34
  gone out of the room, mister Goolyadkin woke up. Growing calmer, he
• 4:19:38
  took refuge under the wing of Anton Antonovitch, who came last in the procession,
• 4:19:45
  and who mister Golyadkin fancied, looked stern and anxious. I've been talking
• 4:19:49
  nonsense. I've been making a mess of it again. But there never mind,
• 4:19:53
  he thought. I hope at least that you, Anton Antonovitch, will
• 4:19:57
  consent to listen to me and to enter into my position, he said,
• 4:20:02
  quietly, in a voice that still trembled a little. Rejected by all,
• 4:20:07
  I appeal to you. I am still at a loss to understand what Andre
• 4:20:11
  Filopovitch's words mean. Anton Antonovitch, explain them to me. If you can,
• 4:20:18
  Everything will be explained in due time. Anton Antonovitch replied sternly and emphatically,
• 4:20:22
  and as mister Boyadkin fancied, with an air that gave him plainly to
• 4:20:27
  understand that Anton Antonovitch did not wish to continue the conversation. You will soon
• 4:20:33
  know all about it. You will be officially informed about everything today. What
• 4:20:38
  do you mean officially informed, Anton Antonovitch? Why officially, our hero asked
• 4:20:45
  timidly, it is not for you and me to discuss what our superiors decide
• 4:20:49
  upon, Yakov Petrovitch, Why are superiors? Anton Antonovitch said our hero,
• 4:20:55
  still more intimidated. Why are superiors? I don't see what reason there is
• 4:20:59
  to trouble our superiors in the matter, Anton Antonovitch. Perhaps you mean to
• 4:21:03
  say something about yesterday's doing, Santon Antonovitch, Oh, no, nothing to
• 4:21:08
  do with yesterday. There's something else amiss with you. What is there a
• 4:21:14
  miss anton Antonovitch. I believe anton Antonovitch, that I have done nothing amiss.
• 4:21:19
  Why you were meaning to be sly with someone? Antononovitch cut in sharply,
• 4:21:26
  completely flabbergasting mister Bolatkin. Mister Goolyatkin started and turned as white as a
• 4:21:30
  pocket handkerchief. Of course, anton Antonovitch, he said, in a voice
• 4:21:36
  hardly audible. If one listens to the voice of Calumny and hears one's enemy's
• 4:21:41
  tales without heeding what the other side has to say in its defense, then
• 4:21:44
  of course, then, of course, anton Antonovitch, one must suffer innocently
• 4:21:48
  and for nothing to be sure but your unseemly conduct in injuring the reputation of
• 4:21:53
  a virtuous young lady belonging to that benevolent, highly distinguished and well known family
• 4:22:00
  who had befriended you. What conduct do you mean, anton Antonovitch? What
• 4:22:06
  I say? Do you know anything about your praise worthy conduct in regard to
• 4:22:11
  that other young lady, who, though poor, is of honorable foreign extraction?
• 4:22:17
  Allow me, Antona Antonovitch, if you would kindly listen to me,
• 4:22:21
  Anton Antonovitch, and your treacherous behavior and your slander of another person, your
• 4:22:26
  charging another person with your own sins. Ah, what do you call that?
• 4:22:30
  I did not send him away, Antona Tanovitch, That our hero with
• 4:22:33
  a tremor, and I've never instructed Petrushka, my man, to do anything
• 4:22:37
  of the sort. He has eaten my bread, anton Antonovitch. He has
• 4:22:41
  taken advantage of my hospitality, our hero added expressively and with deep emotion,
• 4:22:48
  so much that his chin twitched a little and tears were ready to start again.
• 4:22:52
  That is only your talk, that he has eaten your bread, answered
• 4:22:56
  anton Antonovitch, somewhat offended, and there was a perfidious note in his voice
• 4:23:02
  which sent a pang to mister Volyatkin's heart, allow me most humbly to ask
• 4:23:07
  you again, Anton Antonovitch, is his excellency aware of all this business.
• 4:23:11
  Upon my word, you must let me go now, though I've no time
• 4:23:15
  for you. Now you'll know everything you need to know today. Allow me,
• 4:23:21
  for God's sake one minute, Antonovich, tell me afterwards. No,
• 4:23:26
  anton Antonovich, I you see, Anton Antonovich, only listen. I am
• 4:23:33
  not one for free thinking, Anton Antonovitch, I shunned free thinking. I
• 4:23:37
  am quite ready for my part. And indeed I've given up that idea very
• 4:23:41
  good, very good. I've heard that already. No, you have not
• 4:23:45
  heard it, Anton Antonovitch. It is something else, Anton Antonovitch. It's
• 4:23:48
  a good thing, really a good thing, and pleasant to hear. As
• 4:23:52
  I've explained to you, Anton Antonovich, I admit that idea that divine Providence
• 4:23:57
  has created two men exactly alike, and that a benevolent government seeking the hand
• 4:24:03
  of Providence provided a berth for two twins. That is a good thing,
• 4:24:07
  Anton Antonovitch. You see that it is a very good thing, Anton Antonovitch,
• 4:24:12
  and that I am very far from freethinking. I look upon my benevolent
• 4:24:18
  government as a father. I say yes, by all means you are benevolent
• 4:24:22
  authorities, and you, of course a young man must be in the service.
• 4:24:26
  Stand up for me, Anton Antonovitch, take my part, Anton Antonovitch.
• 4:24:32
  I am all right, Anton Antonovitch. For God's sake, one little
• 4:24:36
  word more, Anton Antonovitch. But by now Anton Antonovitch was far away from
• 4:24:41
  mister Goolyadkin. Our hero was so bewildered and overcome by all that had happened
• 4:24:48
  and all that he had heard, that he did not know where he was
• 4:24:51
  standing, what he had heard, what he had done, what was being
• 4:24:55
  done to him, and what was going to be done to him. With
• 4:24:57
  imploring eyes, he sought for Anton Antonovitch in the crowd of clerks, that
• 4:25:02
  he might justify himself further in his eyes and say something to him extremely high
• 4:25:07
  toned and very agreeable, and creditable to himself by degrees. However, a
• 4:25:11
  new light began to break upon our hero's bewildered mind, a new and awful
• 4:25:17
  light that revealed at once a whole perspective of hitherto unknown and utterly unsuspected circumstances.
• 4:25:22
  At this moment, somebody gave our bewildered hero a poke in the ribs
• 4:25:29
  he looked around. Pissarenka was standing before him. A letter, your honor.
• 4:25:33
  Ah, you've been out already, then, my good man. No,
• 4:25:37
  it was brought at ten o'clock this morning. Sergey Miyev, the attendant,
• 4:25:41
  bought it from mister Vermyev's lodging. Very good, very good, and
• 4:25:45
  I'll reward you now, my dear fellow. Saying this, mister Goolyatkin thrust
• 4:25:49
  the letter in the side pocket of his uniform and buttoned up every button of
• 4:25:52
  it. Then he looked round him, and to his surprise, found that
• 4:25:56
  he was by now in the hall of the department, in a group of
• 4:26:00
  clerks crowding at the outer door for office hours were now over. Mister Royadkin
• 4:26:06
  had not only failed till that moment to observe this circumstance, but had no
• 4:26:11
  notion how he suddenly came to be wearing his greatcoat and galoshes, and to
• 4:26:15
  be holding his hat in his hand. All the clerks were standing motionless in
• 4:26:19
  reverential expectation. The fact was that his Excellency was standing at the bottom of
• 4:26:25
  the stairs waiting for his carriage, which was for some reason late in arriving,
• 4:26:30
  and was carrying on a very interesting conversation with Andre Failopovitch and two counselors.
• 4:26:36
  At a little distance from Andre Filopovitch stood Anton Antonovitch and several other clerks,
• 4:26:41
  who were all smiles, seeing that his excellency was graciously making a joke.
• 4:26:45
  The clerks who were crowded at the top of the stairs were smiling too,
• 4:26:48
  in expectation of his excellencies laughing again. The only one who was not
• 4:26:53
  smiling was Fdyosovitch, the corpulent hall porter, who stood stiffly at attention,
• 4:26:59
  holding the handle of the door, waiting impatiently for the daily gratification that fell
• 4:27:03
  to his share, that is the task of flinging one half of the door
• 4:27:07
  wide open with a swing of his arm, and then with a low bow,
• 4:27:11
  reverently making way for his Excellency to pass. But the one who seemed
• 4:27:15
  to be more delighted than any and to feel the most satisfaction of all,
• 4:27:21
  was the worthless and ungentlemanly enemy of mister Goliatkin. At that instance, he
• 4:27:26
  positively forgot all the clerks and even gave up tripping and pirouetting in his usual
• 4:27:30
  odious way. He even forgot to make up to anybody. He was all
• 4:27:34
  eyes and ears. He even doubled himself up strangely, no doubt, in
• 4:27:38
  the strained effort to hear, and never took his eyes off his excellency,
• 4:27:44
  And only from time to time his arms, legs and head twitched with faintly
• 4:27:48
  perceptible tremors that betrayed the secret emotions of his soul. Ah, isn't he
• 4:27:53
  an estate thought? Our hero? He looks like a favorite, the rascal.
• 4:27:57
  I should like to know how it is that he deceives society of every
• 4:28:02
  class. He has neither brains nor character, neither education nor feeling. He's
• 4:28:06
  a lucky rogue. Mercy on us. How can a man, when you
• 4:28:08
  think of it, come and make friends with everyone so quickly? And he'll
• 4:28:12
  get on, I swear the fellow will get on, the rogue will make
• 4:28:15
  his way. He's a lucky rascal. I should like to know too,
• 4:28:19
  what he keeps whispering to everyone, What plots he is hatching with all these
• 4:28:25
  people, and what secrets they are talking about? Lord, have mercy on
• 4:28:29
  us. If only I could get on with them a little too, say
• 4:28:33
  this and that and the other. Hadn't I better ask him? Tell him
• 4:28:37
  I won't do it. Say I'm in fault, and a young man must
• 4:28:41
  serve. Nowadays, your excellency, I am not in the least abashed by
• 4:28:45
  my obscure position. So there I am not going to protest in any way
• 4:28:49
  either. I shall bear it all with meekness and patience. So there is
• 4:28:53
  that the way to behave. Though you'll never see through him, the rascal.
• 4:28:59
  You can't reach him with anything you say, You can't hammer reason into
• 4:29:03
  his head. We'll make an effort, though I may happen to hit on
• 4:29:06
  a good moment. So I'll make an effort. Feeling in his uneasiness,
• 4:29:11
  his misery, and his bewilderment that he couldn't leave things like this, that
• 4:29:15
  the critical moment had come that he must explain himself to someone. Our hero
• 4:29:18
  began to move a little towards the place where his worthless and undeserving enemy stood.
• 4:29:23
  But at that very moment, his Excellency's long expected carriage rolled up into
• 4:29:29
  the entrance. Fdyosovitch flung open the door and, bending double, let his
• 4:29:33
  excellency pass out. All the waiting clerks streamed out towards the door, and
• 4:29:38
  for a moment separated mister Golyatkin Senior from mister Goolatkin Junior. You shan't get
• 4:29:45
  away, said our hero, forcing his way through the crowd, while he
• 4:29:48
  kept his eyes fixed on the man he wanted. At last the crowd dispersed.
• 4:29:52
  Our hero felt he was free, and flew in pursuit of his enemy.
• 4:29:57
  End of Chapter ten, Chapter eleven. Mister Goliadkin's breath failed him.
• 4:30:07
  He flew as though on wings after his rapidly retreating enemy. He was conscious
• 4:30:12
  of immense energy. Yet in spite of this terrible energy, he might confidently
• 4:30:18
  have said at that moment that a humble gnat, had a gnat been able
• 4:30:22
  to exist in Petersburg at that time of the year, could very easily have
• 4:30:26
  knocked him down. He felt, too, that he was utterly weak again,
• 4:30:30
  that he was carried along by a peculiar outside force, that it was
• 4:30:33
  not he himself who was running, but on the contrary, that his legs
• 4:30:37
  were giving way under him, and refused to obey him. This all might
• 4:30:41
  turn up for the best, however, whether it is for the best or
• 4:30:45
  not for the best, thought mister Goliadkin, almost breathless from running so quickly,
• 4:30:51
  but that the game is lost. There cannot be the slightest doubt now
• 4:30:55
  that I am utterly done for is certain, definite, signed and ratified.
• 4:31:00
  In spite of all this, our hero felt as though he had risen from
• 4:31:03
  the dead, as though he had withstood a battalion, as though he had
• 4:31:07
  won a victory. When he succeeded in clutching the overcoat of his enemy,
• 4:31:11
  who had already raised one foot to get into the cab, he had engaged.
• 4:31:15
  My dear sir, My dear sir, he shouted to the infamous mister
• 4:31:18
  Golatkin Junior, holding him by the button. My dear sir, I hope
• 4:31:22
  that you no, please, do not hope for anything. Mister Goladkin's heartless
• 4:31:27
  enemy answered evasively, standing with one foot on the step of the cab and
• 4:31:32
  vainly waving the other leg in the air in his efforts to get in,
• 4:31:36
  trying to preserve his equilibrium, and at the same time trying with all his
• 4:31:40
  might to wrench his coat away from mister Golyadkin Senior, while the latter held
• 4:31:44
  on to it with all the strength that had been vouchschafed to him by nature.
• 4:31:48
  Yakov Petrovitch only ten minutes. Excuse me, I have no time.
• 4:31:55
  You must admit, Yakov Petrovitch. Please, Yakov Petrovitch, for God's sake,
• 4:32:00
  Yakov Petrovitch, let us have it out in a straightforward way. One
• 4:32:04
  little second, yak of Petrovitch, my dear fellow, I can't stay,
• 4:32:08
  answered mister Bogliatkin's dishonorable enemy with uncivil familiarity disguised as good natured heartiness. Another
• 4:32:17
  time, believe me with my whole soul and all my heart. But now
• 4:32:19
  really I cannot scoundrel thought our hero, yak of Petrovitch. He cried miserably.
• 4:32:26
  I have never been your enemy. Spiteful people have described me unjustly.
• 4:32:32
  I am ready on my side, Yakov Petrovitch. Shall we go in here
• 4:32:34
  together at once, Yako of Petrovitch, and with all my heart, as
• 4:32:38
  you have so justly expressed it just now, and in straightforward, honorable language,
• 4:32:45
  as you've expressed it just now here, into this coffee house. There
• 4:32:48
  the facts will explain themselves. They will, really, Yakov Petrovitch, Then
• 4:32:52
  everything will certainly explain itself into the coffee house. Very good, I am
• 4:32:57
  not against it. Let us go into the coffee house on one condition,
• 4:33:00
  only, my dear, have it all out, darling, said mister Goliadkin
• 4:33:06
  Junior, getting out of the cab and shamelessly slapping our hero on the shoulder.
• 4:33:11
  You friend of my heart, for your sake, Yakov Petrovitch, I
• 4:33:14
  am ready to go by the back street as you were pleased to observe so
• 4:33:18
  aptly on one occasion, Yakov Petrovitch, why what a rogue he is?
• 4:33:22
  Upon my word, he does just what he likes With one Mister Goliadkin's false
• 4:33:27
  friend went on fawning upon him and cajoling him with a little smile. The
• 4:33:33
  coffee house which the two mister Goliadkins entered, stood some distance away from the
• 4:33:37
  main street and was at the moment quite empty. A rather stout German woman
• 4:33:41
  made her appearance behind the counter. Mister Goliadkin and his unworthy enemy went into
• 4:33:47
  the second room, where a puffy looking boy with a closely shaven head was
• 4:33:51
  busy with a bundle of chips at the stove, trying to revive the smoldering
• 4:33:55
  fire. At mister Goliadkin Junior's request, chocolate was served and a sweet little
• 4:34:00
  lady tart. Said mister Goliadkin Junior with a sly wink at mister Goliadkin senor.
• 4:34:07
  Our hero blushed and was silent. Oh, yes, I forgot.
• 4:34:10
  I beg your pardon. I know your taste. We are sweet on charming
• 4:34:14
  little Germans, sir, You and I are sweet, charming and agreeable little
• 4:34:18
  Germans, aren't we, you upright soul? We take their lodgings, we
• 4:34:22
  seduce their morals. They win our hearts with their beer soup and their milk
• 4:34:26
  soup, and we give them notes of different sorts. That's what we do,
• 4:34:30
  you fabulous, you deceiver. All this, mister Goliadkin Junior said,
• 4:34:34
  making an unworthy, though villainously artful allusion to a certain personage of the female
• 4:34:40
  sex. Well, he fawned upon our hero smiled at him with an amiable
• 4:34:45
  air, with a deceitful show of being delighted with him and pleased to have
• 4:34:49
  met him. Seeing that mister Goliadkin Senior was by no means stupid and deficient
• 4:34:56
  in breeding and the manners of good society as to believe in him, the
• 4:35:00
  infamous man resolved to change his tactics and to make a more open attack upon
• 4:35:04
  him. After uttering his disgusting speech. The false mister Goliadkin ended by slapping
• 4:35:10
  the real and substantial mister Goliadkin on the shoulder with a revolting effrontery and familiarity.
• 4:35:18
  Not content with that, he began playing prank's utterly unfit for well bred
• 4:35:22
  society. He took it into his head to repeat his old nauseous trick.
• 4:35:26
  That is, regardless of the resistance and the faint cries of the indignant mister
• 4:35:30
  Goladkin Senior, he pinched the latter on the cheek. At the spectacle of
• 4:35:36
  such depravity, our hero boiled within, but was silent only for the time.
• 4:35:40
  However, that is the talk of my enemies, he answered at last,
• 4:35:45
  in a trembling voice, prudently restraining himself. At the same time,
• 4:35:48
  our hero looked round uneasily toward the door. The fact was that mister Goladkin
• 4:35:53
  Junior seemed in excellent spirits and ready for all sorts of little jokes, uns
• 4:36:00
  seemly in a public place, and speaking generally not permissible by the laws of
• 4:36:03
  good manners, especially in well bred society. Oh well, in that case,
• 4:36:08
  as you please, mister Goliadkin Junior, gravely responded to our hero's thought,
• 4:36:12
  sitting down upon the table the empty cup which he had gulped down with
• 4:36:17
  unseemly greed. Well, there's no need for me to stay long with you.
• 4:36:21
  However, Well, how are you getting on now, Yakov Petrovitch.
• 4:36:25
  There's only one thing I can tell you. Yakov Petrovitch, our hero answered
• 4:36:29
  with sangfroud and dignity. I've never been your enemy. Hm. Oh,
• 4:36:34
  what about Petrushka? Petrushka is his name? I fancy, Yes, it
• 4:36:38
  is Petrushka. Well, how is he? Well? The same as ever?
• 4:36:44
  He's the same as ever too, Yakov Petrovitch answered mister Goliadkin Senior,
• 4:36:48
  somewhat amazed. I don't know Yakov Petrovitch from my standpoint, from a candid,
• 4:36:55
  honorable standpoint, Yakov Petrovitch, you must admit, Yakov Petrovitch. Yes,
• 4:37:00
  yes, but you know yourself, Yakov Petrovitch, Mister Golyadkin Junior answered
• 4:37:03
  in a soft and expressive voice, so posing falsely as a sorrowful man overcome
• 4:37:08
  with remorse and deserving compassion. You know yourself. We live in difficult times.
• 4:37:14
  I appeal to you, Yakov Petrovitch. You are an intelligent man,
• 4:37:18
  and your afflictions are just, mister Goliadkin Junior said in conclusion, flattering,
• 4:37:23
  mister Goliadkin Senior, in an object way. Life is not a game.
• 4:37:27
  You know yourself, Yakov Petrovitch. Mister Golyadkin Junior added, with vast significance,
• 4:37:33
  assuming the character of a clever and learned man who is capable of passing
• 4:37:37
  judgments on lofty subjects. For my part, Yakov Petrovitch, our hero,
• 4:37:42
  answered warmly, for my part, scorning to be round about and speaking boldly
• 4:37:47
  and openly, using straightforward, honorable language, and putting the whole matter on
• 4:37:51
  an honorable basis. I tell you I can openly and honorably assert, Yakov
• 4:37:56
  Petrovitch, that I am absolutely pure, and that you know it yourself.
• 4:38:02
  Yakov Petrovitch, the error is mutual. It may be all the world's judgment,
• 4:38:07
  the opinion of the Slavish crowd. I speak openly, Yakov Petrovitch,
• 4:38:11
  everything is possible. I will say too, Yakov Petrovitch, if you judge
• 4:38:15
  it in this way, you will look at the matter from a lofty,
• 4:38:18
  noble point of view. Then I will boldly say, without false shame,
• 4:38:22
  I will say, Yakov Petrovitch, it will be positively a pleasure to me
• 4:38:26
  to discover that I have been an error. It will positively be a pleasure
• 4:38:32
  to me to recognize it. You know yourself. You are an intelligent man,
• 4:38:36
  and what is more, you are a gentleman without shame, without false
• 4:38:38
  shame. I am ready to recognize it. He wound up with dignity and
• 4:38:42
  nobility. It is the decree of destiny, Yakov Petrovitch. But let us
• 4:38:48
  drop all this, said mister Woyatkin Jor let us rather use the brief moment
• 4:38:52
  of our meeting for a more pleasant and profitable conversation, as is only suitable
• 4:38:57
  between two colleagues in the service. Really, I have not succeeded in saying
• 4:39:02
  two words to you all this time. I am not to blame for that,
• 4:39:04
  Yakov Petrovitch, Nor I answered our hero warmly. Nor I either my
• 4:39:11
  heart tells me Yakov Petrovitch, that I'm not to blame in all this matter.
• 4:39:15
  Let us blame fate for all this, Yakov Petrovitch, added mister Goolyadkin
• 4:39:19
  Senor, in a quick conciliatory tone of voice. His voice began little by
• 4:39:25
  little to soften and to quaver. Well, how are you in health,
• 4:39:29
  said the sinner in a sweet voice. I have a little cough, answered
• 4:39:33
  our hero even more sweetly. Take care of yourself. There is so much
• 4:39:37
  illness going about. You may easily get quincy. For my part, I
• 4:39:41
  confess I've begun to wrap up myself in flannel. One may, indeed,
• 4:39:45
  Yakov Petrovitch, very easily get quincey, our hero pronounced after a brief silence.
• 4:39:52
  Yakov Petrovitch, I see that I have made a mistake. I remember
• 4:39:55
  with softened feelings, those happy moments which we were so fortunate as to spend
• 4:40:00
  together under my poor though I venture to say hospitable roof. In your letter,
• 4:40:06
  however, you wrote something very different, said mister Goliadkin Junior, reproachfully
• 4:40:11
  speaking on this occasion, though only on this occasion, quite justly, Yakov
• 4:40:15
  Petrovitch, I was in error. I see clearly now that I was in
• 4:40:18
  error in my unhappy letter too, Yakov Petrovitch. I am ashamed to look
• 4:40:23
  at you, Yakov Petrovitch. You wouldn't believe give me that letter that I
• 4:40:29
  may tear it to pieces before your eyes, Yakov Petrovitch. And if that
• 4:40:33
  is utterly impossible. I entreat you to read it the other way before,
• 4:40:37
  precisely the other way before, that is, expressing with a friendly intention,
• 4:40:41
  giving the opposite sense to the whole letter. I was in error, forgive
• 4:40:45
  me, Yakov Petrovitch. I was quite I was grievously in error. Yakov
• 4:40:51
  Petrovitch, You say so, mister Goliadkin's perfidious friend, inquired, rather casually
• 4:40:56
  and indifferently. I say that I was in error, Yakov Petrovitch, and
• 4:41:02
  that for my part, quite without false shame. I am ah, well,
• 4:41:06
  that's all right, that's a nice thing. You're being in error,
• 4:41:08
  answered mister Goladkin Junior. I even had an idea, Yako of Petrovitch,
• 4:41:14
  are candid here, answered in a gentlemanly way, completely failing to observe the
• 4:41:18
  horrible perfidy of his deceitful enemy. I even had an idea that here were
• 4:41:25
  two people created exactly alike. Ah, that is your idea. At this
• 4:41:30
  point that a notoriously worthless mister Goliadkin took up his hat, still failing to
• 4:41:36
  observe his treachery. Mister Golyadkin Senior too got up and with a noble simple
• 4:41:40
  hearted smile to his false friend, tried in his innocence to be friendly to
• 4:41:45
  him, to encourage him, and in that way to form a new friendship
• 4:41:48
  with him. Goodbye, your excellency, mister Goliadkin Junior, called out.
• 4:41:52
  Suddenly, our hero started noticing in its enemy space something positively bacchanalian, and
• 4:42:00
  solely to get rid of him, put two fingers into the nprincipled man's outstretched
• 4:42:04
  hand. But then then his enemy's shamelessness passed all bounds, seizing the two
• 4:42:10
  fingers of mister Goliadkin's hand and at first pressing them the worthless fellow on the
• 4:42:15
  spot before mister Goliadkin's eyes had the effrontery to repeat the shameful joke of the
• 4:42:19
  morning. The limit of human patience was exhausted. He had just hidden in
• 4:42:26
  his pocket the handkerchief with which he had wiped his fingers when mister Gladkin Senior
• 4:42:30
  recovered from the shock and dashed after him into the next room, into which
• 4:42:36
  his irreconcilable foe had, in his usual hasty way, hastened to DeCamp.
• 4:42:41
  As though perfectly innocent. He was standing at the counter eating pies and with
• 4:42:45
  perfect composure like a virtuous man, was making polite remarks to the German woman
• 4:42:51
  behind the counter. I can't go into it before the ladies, thought our
• 4:42:55
  hero, and he too went up to the counter, so agitated that he
• 4:42:59
  hardly knew what he was doing. The tart is certainly not bad. What
• 4:43:03
  do you think, mister Goliadkin Junior began upon his unseemly sallies, again,
• 4:43:08
  reckoning no doubt upon mister Goliadkin's infinite patience. The stout German, for her
• 4:43:15
  part, looked at both visitors with pewtery vacant looking eyes, smiling affably and
• 4:43:19
  evidently not understanding Russian. Our hero flushed red as fire at the words of
• 4:43:26
  the unabashed mister Goliadkin Junior, and, unable to control himself, rushed at
• 4:43:32
  him with the evident intention of tearing him to pieces and finishing him off completely.
• 4:43:37
  But mister Goliadkin Junior, in his usual mean way, was already far
• 4:43:41
  off. He took flight. He was already on the steps. It need
• 4:43:45
  hardly be said that after the first moment of stupefaction with which mister Goliadkin Senior
• 4:43:49
  was naturally overcome, he recovered himself and went at full speed after his insulting
• 4:43:55
  enemy, who had already got into a cap whose driver was obviously in ko
• 4:44:00
  usion with him. But at that very instant the stout German, seeing both
• 4:44:03
  her customers make off, shrieked and rang her bell with all her might.
• 4:44:07
  Our hero was on the point of flight, but he turned back and,
• 4:44:11
  without asking for change, flung her money for himself and for the shameless man
• 4:44:15
  who had left without paying. And although thus delayed, he succeeded in catching
• 4:44:21
  up with his enemy. Hanging on to the side of the cab with all
• 4:44:23
  the force bestowed on him by nature, our hero was carried for some time
• 4:44:27
  along the street, clambering upon the vehicle, while mister Gooliatkin Junior did his
• 4:44:33
  utmost to dislodge him. Meanwhile, the cabman, with whip, with reins,
• 4:44:37
  with kicks and with shouts, urged on his exhausted nag, who quite
• 4:44:41
  unexpectedly dropped into a gallop, biting at the bit and kicking with his hind
• 4:44:45
  legs in a horrid way. At last, our hero succeeded in climbing into
• 4:44:48
  the cab, facing his enemy, and with his back to the driver his
• 4:44:52
  knees touching the knees, and his right hand clutching the very shabby fur collar
• 4:44:57
  of his depraved and exasperated foe. The enemies were borne along for some time
• 4:45:03
  in silence. Our hero could scarcely breathe. It was a bad road,
• 4:45:07
  and he was jolted at every step, and in peril of breaking his neck.
• 4:45:11
  Moreover, his exasperated foe still refused to acknowledge himself vanquished, and was
• 4:45:17
  trying to shove him off into the mud to complete the unpleasantness of his position.
• 4:45:22
  The weather was detestable. The snow was falling in heavy flakes and doing
• 4:45:26
  its utmost to creep under the unfastened overcoat of the genuine mister Goliadkin. It
• 4:45:30
  was foggy and nothing could be seen. It was difficult to tell through what
• 4:45:34
  street and in what direction they were being taken. It seemed to mister Goliadkin
• 4:45:40
  that what was happening to him was somehow familiar. One instant, he tried
• 4:45:45
  to remember whether he had a presentiment of it the day before, in a
• 4:45:48
  dream, for instance. At last, his wretchedness reached the utmost pitch of
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  agony, Leaning upon his merciless opponent. He was beginning to cry out,
• 4:45:57
  but his cries died away upon the lips. There was a moment when mister
• 4:46:02
  Goliadkin forgot everything and made up his mind that all this was of no consequence,
• 4:46:07
  and that it was all nothing, that it was happening in some inexplicable
• 4:46:11
  manner, and not therefore to protest was effort thrown away. But suddenly,
• 4:46:15
  and almost at the same instant that our hero was drawing this conclusion, an
• 4:46:19
  unexpected jolt gave quite a new turn to the affair. Mister Goliadkin fell off
• 4:46:25
  the cab like a sack of flower and rolled on the ground, quite correctly,
• 4:46:29
  recognizing at the moment of his fall that his excitement had been very inappropriate.
• 4:46:33
  Jumping up at last, he saw that they had arrived somewhere. The
• 4:46:37
  cab was standing in the middle of some courtyard, and from the first glance
• 4:46:41
  our hero noticed that it was the courtyard of the house in which was olsufy
• 4:46:45
  Ivanovitch's flat. At the same instant, he noticed that his enemy was mounting
• 4:46:51
  the steps, probably on his way to Lsufya Ivanovitch's In indescribable misery, he
• 4:46:56
  was about to pursue his enemy, but fortunately for himself, prudently thought better
• 4:47:02
  of it, not forgetting to pay the cabmen. Mister Goliadkin ran with all
• 4:47:06
  his might along the street, regardless of where he was going. Though snow
• 4:47:11
  was falling heavily as before, As before, it was muggy, wet,
• 4:47:15
  and dark. Our hero did not walk, but flew, coming into collision
• 4:47:18
  with everyone on the way, men, women and children, and himself rebounding
• 4:47:22
  from everyone men, women and children about him and after him. He heard
• 4:47:26
  frightened voices, squeals, and screams, but mister Goliadkin seemed unconscious and would
• 4:47:33
  pay no heed to anything. He came to himself, however, on semyonowsky
• 4:47:37
  bridge, and then only through succeeding and tripping against and upsetting two peasant women
• 4:47:42
  and the wares that they were selling, and tumbling over them. That snow
• 4:47:47
  matter, thought mister goliad Cain, that can easily be set right, and
• 4:47:49
  felt in his pocket at once, intending to make up for the cakes,
• 4:47:52
  apples, nuts, and various trifles he had scattered with a ruble. Suddenly
• 4:47:57
  a new light dawned upon mister goliad in his pocket, he felt the letter
• 4:48:02
  given him in the morning by the clerk. Remembering that there was a tavern
• 4:48:06
  he knew close by, he ran to it without a moment's delay, settled
• 4:48:11
  himself at a little table lighted up by a tallow candle, and taking no
• 4:48:15
  notice of anything, regardless of the waiter who came to ask for his orders,
• 4:48:19
  broke the seal and began reading the following letter, which completely astounded him.
• 4:48:26
  You, noble man, who are suffering for my sake, and will
• 4:48:30
  be dear to my heart forever. I am suffering, I am perishing.
• 4:48:33
  Save me. The slanderer, the intriguer, notorious for the immorality of his
• 4:48:38
  tendencies, has entangled me in his snares, and I am undone. I
• 4:48:44
  am lost, but he is abhorrent to me. While you they have separated
• 4:48:49
  us, they have intercepted my letters to you, and all this has been
• 4:48:53
  the work of the vicious man, who has taken advantage of his one good
• 4:48:56
  quality, his likeness to you. A man can always be plain in appearance,
• 4:49:02
  yet fascinate by his intelligence, his strong feelings, and his agreeable manners.
• 4:49:07
  I am ruined. I am being married against my will. And the
• 4:49:11
  chief part in this intrigue is taken by my parent, benefactor and civil councilor
• 4:49:15
  Ol soufy Ivanovitch no doubt desirous of securing me a place and relations in well
• 4:49:22
  bred society. But I have made up my mind and I protest by all
• 4:49:26
  the powers bestowed on me by nature. Be waiting for me with a carriage.
• 4:49:30
  At nine o'clock in the evening at the window of olsufy Ivanovitch's flat.
• 4:49:33
  We are having another ball, and a handsome lieutenant is coming. I will
• 4:49:37
  come out and we will fly Moreover. There are other government offices in which
• 4:49:44
  one can be of service to one's country. In any case, remember,
• 4:49:48
  my friend, that innocence is strong in its very innocence. Farewell, wait
• 4:49:52
  with the carriage at the entrance. I shall throw myself into the protection of
• 4:49:56
  your arms at two o'clock in the night, yours till death, Clara Olsupiena.
• 4:50:03
  After reading the letter, our hero remained for some minutes as though petrified
• 4:50:07
  in terrible anxiety and terrible agitation. White as a sheet. With the letter
• 4:50:11
  in his hand, he walked several times up and down the room to complete
• 4:50:15
  the unpleasantness of his position. Though our hero failed to observe it. He
• 4:50:19
  was, at that moment the object of the exclusive attention of every one in
• 4:50:23
  the room, probably the disorder of his attire, his unrestrained excitement, his
• 4:50:29
  walking or rather running about the room, his gesticulating with both hands, perhaps
• 4:50:33
  some enigmatic words unconsciously addressed to the air. Probably all this prejudiced mister Goliadkin,
• 4:50:41
  in the opinion of the customers, and even the waiter began to look
• 4:50:47
  at him suspiciously. Coming to himself, mister Goliadkin noticed that he was standing
• 4:50:52
  in the middle of the room and was in an almost unseemly discourteous manner,
• 4:50:56
  staring at an old man a very respectable appearance, who, having dined and
• 4:51:02
  said grace before the ikon, had sat down again and fixed his eyes upon
• 4:51:06
  mister Goliadkin. Our hero looked vaguely about him, and noticed that everyone,
• 4:51:11
  actually everyone, was looking at him with a hostile and suspicious air. All
• 4:51:15
  at once. A retired military man in a red collar asked loudly for the
• 4:51:19
  police news. Mister Goliadkin started and turned crimson. He happened to look down
• 4:51:26
  and saw that he was in such disorderly attire as he would not have worn
• 4:51:30
  even at home, much less in a public place. His boots, his
• 4:51:33
  trousers in the whole of his left side were covered with mud. The trouser
• 4:51:37
  strap was torn off on his right foot, and his coat was even torn
• 4:51:41
  in many places. In extreme misery, our hero went up to the table
• 4:51:45
  at which he had read the letter and saw that the attendant was coming up
• 4:51:48
  to him with a strange and impudently peremptory expression of face. Utterly disconcerted and
• 4:51:53
  crestfallen, our hero began to look about the table at which he was now
• 4:51:57
  standing. On the table stood a dirty plate left there from somebody's dinner,
• 4:52:03
  a soiled table napkin, and a knife forkin spoon that had just been used.
• 4:52:07
  Who's been having dinner? Thought our hero? Can it have been I?
• 4:52:11
  Anything is possible. I must have had dinner without noticing it. What
• 4:52:15
  am I to do? Raising his eyes, mister Koladkin again saw beside him
• 4:52:19
  the waiter, who was about to address him. How much is the bill,
• 4:52:22
  my lad, our hero inquired in a trembling voice. A loud laugh
• 4:52:26
  sounded round mister Kolyadkin. The waiter himself grinned. Mister Kolyadkin realized that he
• 4:52:33
  had blundered again, that he had done something dreadfully stupid. He was overcome
• 4:52:37
  by confusion, and to avoid standing there with nothing to do, he put
• 4:52:41
  his hand in his pocket to get out his handkerchief. But to the indescribable
• 4:52:45
  amazement of himself and all surrounding him, he pulled out instead of his handkerchief
• 4:52:51
  the bottle of medicine which Crestian Ivanovitch had prescribed for him four days earlier.
• 4:52:56
  Get the medicine at the same chemist's floated through mister Goliadkin's brain. Suddenly,
• 4:53:02
  he started and almost cried out in horror. A new light dawned. The
• 4:53:06
  dark, reddish and repulsive liquid had a sinister gleam to mister Goliadkin's eyes.
• 4:53:11
  The bottle dropped from his hands and was instantly smashed. Our hero cried out
• 4:53:15
  and stepped back apace to avoid the spilled medicine. He was trembling in every
• 4:53:19
  limb, and drops of sweat came out on to his brow and temples.
• 4:53:23
  So my life is in danger. Meanwhile, there was a stir a commotion
• 4:53:29
  in the room. Everyone surrounded mister Goliadkin. Everyone talked to mister Goliadkin.
• 4:53:34
  Some even caught hold of mister Goliadkin, but our hero was dumb and motionless,
• 4:53:40
  seeing nothing, hearing nothing, feeling nothing. At last, as though
• 4:53:44
  tearing himself from the place, he rushed out of the tavern, pushing away
• 4:53:48
  all and each who tried to detain him. Almost unconscious, he got into
• 4:53:52
  the first cab that passed him and drove to his flat. In the entry
• 4:53:57
  of his flat, he met Mieyev, an attendant from the office, with
• 4:54:00
  an official envelope in his hand. I know, my good man, I
• 4:54:04
  know all about it, our exhausted hero answered, in a weak, miserable
• 4:54:07
  voice. Is official. The envelope did, in fact contain instructions to mister
• 4:54:15
  Gooladkin, signed by Andre Filopovitch to give up the business in his hands to
• 4:54:18
  Ivan Semyonovitch. Taking the envelope and giving ten kopecks to the man, mister
• 4:54:25
  Goolyadkin went into his flat and saw that Patrushka was collecting all his odds and
• 4:54:29
  ends, all his things into a heap, evidently intending to abandon mister Gooladkin
• 4:54:34
  and move into the flat of Karolina Ivanova, who had enticed him to take
• 4:54:40
  the place of Yevstafi end of chapter eleven. Chapter twelve, Patrushka came in,
• 4:54:52
  swaggering, with a strangely casual manner and an air of vulgar triumph on
• 4:54:57
  his face. It was evident that he had some idea in his head that
• 4:55:00
  he felt thoroughly within his rights, and he looked like an unconcerned spectator,
• 4:55:07
  that is, as though he were anybody's servant rather than mister Boliadkin's. I
• 4:55:11
  say, you know, my good lad, our hero began breathlessly, what
• 4:55:15
  time is it? Without speaking, Patrushka went behind his partition, then returned
• 4:55:22
  and, in a rather independent tone, announced that it was nearly half past
• 4:55:26
  seven. Well, that's all right, my lad, that's all right.
• 4:55:29
  Come you see, my boy. Allow me to tell you, my good
• 4:55:32
  lad, that everything I fancy is at an end between us. Patrushka said
• 4:55:37
  nothing. Well, now as everything is over between us, tell me openly,
• 4:55:41
  as a friend, where you have been where I've been to see good
• 4:55:45
  people? Sir? I know, my good lad, I know I have
• 4:55:48
  always been satisfied with you, and I give you a character. Well what
• 4:55:53
  are you doing with them now? Why? Sir? You know yourself.
• 4:55:57
  We all know a decent man and won't teach you any harm. I know,
• 4:56:02
  my dear fellow, I know nowadays good people are rare, my lad,
• 4:56:06
  prize them, my friend, well, how are they to be sure?
• 4:56:11
  They only? I can't serve you any longer, sir, as your
• 4:56:14
  honor must know. I know it, my dear fellow, I know your
• 4:56:18
  zeal and devotion. I have seen it all, my lad, I've noticed
• 4:56:21
  it. I respect you, my friend. I respect a good and honest
• 4:56:25
  man, even though he's a lackey. Why yes, to be sure,
• 4:56:29
  the likes of us, of course, as you know yourself are as good
• 4:56:32
  as anybody. That's so. We all know, sir, that there's no
• 4:56:34
  getting on without a good man. Very well, very well, my boy,
• 4:56:38
  I feel it. Come, here's your money and here's your character.
• 4:56:41
  Now we'll kiss and say goodbye. Brother. Come now, my lad,
• 4:56:45
  I'll ask one service of you, one last service, said mister Goolatkin in
• 4:56:49
  a solemn voice. You see, my dear boy, all sorts of things
• 4:56:53
  happen. Sorrow is concealed in gilded palaces, and there's no escaping it,
• 4:56:59
  you know, my boy. I've always been kind to you, my boy,
• 4:57:03
  Patrushka remained mute. I believe I've always been kind to you, my
• 4:57:07
  dear fellow. Come, how much linen have we now, my dear boy.
• 4:57:11
  Well, it's all there, linen shirt six, three pairs of socks,
• 4:57:15
  four shirt fronts, flannel vests of under linen, two sets. You
• 4:57:18
  know all that yourself. I've got nothing of yours, Sir. I look
• 4:57:22
  after my master's belonging. Sir. I am like that, sir. We
• 4:57:26
  all know, and I've never been guilty of anything of the sort. Sir.
• 4:57:30
  You know yourself, sir. I trust you, my lad. I
• 4:57:33
  trust you. I didn't mean that, my friend. I didn't mean that,
• 4:57:36
  you know, my lad, I tell you what to be sure,
• 4:57:38
  sir. We know that already. Why when I used to be in service
• 4:57:41
  at General Stolnyokov's, I lost the place through the families going away to Saratov.
• 4:57:48
  They've an estate there. No, I didn't mean that, my lad.
• 4:57:52
  I didn't mean that. Don't think anything of the sort, my dear
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  fellow. To be sure, it's easy, as you know yourself, sir,
• 4:58:00
  to take away the character of folks like us. And I've always given
• 4:58:03
  satisfaction Ministers, generals, senators, counts. I've served them all. I've
• 4:58:07
  been at Prince Sinchukin's, at Colonel Pereborkin's, at General Nidebadov's. They've gone
• 4:58:15
  away too, They've gone to their property, as we all know. Yes,
• 4:58:18
  my lad, very good, My lad, very good. And now
• 4:58:22
  I'm going away, my friend. A different path flies before each man.
• 4:58:26
  No one can tell what road he may have to take. Come, my
• 4:58:29
  lad, put out my clothes. Now, lay out my uniform two and
• 4:58:33
  my other trousers, my sheets, quilts and pillows. Am I to pack
• 4:58:37
  them all in the bag? Yes, my lad, yes, the bag?
• 4:58:40
  Please? Who knows what may happen to us? Come, my dear
• 4:58:44
  boy. You can go and find a carriage. A carriage, yes,
• 4:58:47
  my lad, a carriage, a roomy one, and take it by the
• 4:58:49
  hour. And don't you imagine anything? Are you meaning to go far away?
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  Sir? I don't know, my lad. I don't know that either.
• 4:58:56
  I think you had better pack my feather bed too. What do you
• 4:59:00
  think, my lad? I am relying on you, my dear fellow,
• 4:59:03
  Is your honor setting off at once? Yes, my friend, Yes,
• 4:59:07
  circumstances have turned out so so it is, my dear fellow, So it
• 4:59:11
  is to be sure, sir. When we were in the regiment, the
• 4:59:15
  same thing happened to the lieutenant. They eloped from a country. Gentleman's eloped,
• 4:59:21
  how, my dear fellow, Yes, sir, eloped and they were
• 4:59:23
  married in another house. Everything was got ready beforehand. There was a hue
• 4:59:29
  and cry after them. The late Prince took their part, and so it
• 4:59:32
  was all settled. They were married. But how is it, my dear
• 4:59:37
  fellow, how did you come to know? My boy? Why? To
• 4:59:41
  be sure? The earth is full of rumors, sir, We know,
• 4:59:44
  sir, We've all to be sure. There's no one without sin once only
• 4:59:48
  I'll tell you now, sir. Let me speak plainly and vulgarly, sir.
• 4:59:53
  Since it has come to this, I must tell you, sir,
• 4:59:57
  you have an enemy. You've a rival, Sir, a powerful rival.
• 5:00:02
  So there I know, my dear fellow. I know you know yourself,
• 5:00:06
  my dear fellow. So you see I'm relying upon you. What are we
• 5:00:10
  to do now, my friend? How do you advise me? Well?
• 5:00:12
  Sir? If you are in that way now, if you've come, so
• 5:00:15
  to say, to such a path, sir, you'll have to make some
• 5:00:18
  purchases sir, say, some sheets, pillows, another feather bed, a
• 5:00:22
  double one, a good quilt here at the neighbors downstairs. She's a shop
• 5:00:26
  keeper, sir. She has a good fox for a cloak, so you
• 5:00:30
  might look at it and buy it. You might have a look at it
• 5:00:32
  at once. You'll need it now, sir. It's a good cloak,
• 5:00:34
  sir, satin lined with fox. Very good, my lad, very good.
• 5:00:38
  I agree. I rely upon you. I rely upon you entirely a
• 5:00:41
  cloak by all means, if necessary, only make haste, Make haste,
• 5:00:45
  for God's sake, make haste. I'll buy the cloak, only please make
• 5:00:49
  haste. It will soon be eight o'clock. Make haste for God's sake,
• 5:00:52
  my dear lad, hurry up, my lad. Patrisha ran to gather together
• 5:00:56
  a bundle of linen, pillows, quilts, and all sorts of odds and
• 5:01:02
  ends, tied them up and rushed headlong out of the room. Meanwhile,
• 5:01:06
  mister Goliadkin seized the letter once more, but he could not read it.
• 5:01:10
  Clutching his devoted head, he leaned against the wall in a state of stupefaction.
• 5:01:15
  He could not think of anything. He could not do anything either,
• 5:01:18
  and could not even tell what was happening to him. At last, seeing
• 5:01:22
  that time was passing and neither Patrushka nor the fur Cloak had made their appearance,
• 5:01:26
  mister Goladkin made up his mind to go himself. Opening the door into
• 5:01:30
  the entry, he heard the low noise talk, disputing, scuffling. Several
• 5:01:34
  of the women of the neighborhood flats were shouting, talking and protesting about something.
• 5:01:38
  Mister Goladkin knew what Patrushka's voice was heard. Then there was a sound
• 5:01:44
  of footsteps. My goodness, they'll bring all the world in here, moaned
• 5:01:47
  mister Goliadkin, wringing his hands in despair and rushing back into his room.
• 5:01:52
  Running back into his room, he fell almost senseless on the sofa, with
• 5:01:55
  his face in the pillow. After lying a minute in this way, he
• 5:01:59
  jumped up, and with a waiting for Patrushka, he put on his galoshes,
• 5:02:02
  his hat and his great coat, snatched up his papers, and ran
• 5:02:04
  headlong downstairs. Nothing is wanted, nothing, my dear fellow. I will
• 5:02:08
  manage myself everything myself. I don't need you for the time, and meantime
• 5:02:12
  things may take a better turn. Perhaps mister Golyadkin muttered to Patrushka, meeting
• 5:02:17
  him on the stairs. Then he ran out into the yard, away from
• 5:02:19
  the house. There was a faintness at his heart. He had not yet
• 5:02:22
  made up his mind. What was his position, what he was to do,
• 5:02:26
  how he was to act in the present critical position. Yes, how
• 5:02:30
  am I to act? Lord, have mercy on me, and that all
• 5:02:33
  this should happen, he cried out at last, in despair, tottering along
• 5:02:37
  the street at random, that all this must needs happen. Why but for
• 5:02:42
  this, but for just this, everything would have been put right at one
• 5:02:47
  stroke, at one skillful, vigorous, firm stroke, it would have been
• 5:02:49
  set right. I would have my finger cut off to have it set right.
• 5:02:53
  And I know indeed how it would have been settled. This is how
• 5:02:57
  it would have been managed. I have gone on the spot, said how
• 5:03:00
  it was, with your permission, sir. I'm neither here nor there in
• 5:03:04
  it. Things aren't done like that, I would say, my dear sir,
• 5:03:07
  Things aren't done like that. There's no accepting an impostor in our office.
• 5:03:11
  An impostor, my dear sir, is a man who's worthless and of
• 5:03:17
  no service to his country. Do you understand that? Do you understand that,
• 5:03:21
  my dear sir, I should say that's how it would be. But
• 5:03:23
  no, after all, things are not like that, not a bit like
• 5:03:26
  that. I am talking nonsense like a fool, a suicidal fool. It's
• 5:03:30
  not like that at all, you suicidal fool. This is how things are
• 5:03:34
  done, though, you profaget man. Well what am I to do with
• 5:03:38
  myself? Now? Well? What am I going to do with myself?
• 5:03:42
  Now? What am I fit for? Now? Come? What are you
• 5:03:45
  fit for? For instance? You goyab can you? You worthless fellow?
• 5:03:49
  Well? What now? I must get a carriage, hire a carriage and
• 5:03:52
  bring it here, says she. We shall get our feet wet without a
• 5:03:56
  carriage, says she. And who could ever have thought of it? Fy
• 5:04:00
  fye, my young lady fi fi, a young lady of virtuous behavior.
• 5:04:03
  Well, while the girl we all thought so much of, you've distinguished yourself,
• 5:04:08
  madame. There's no doubt of that. You've distinguished yourself. And it
• 5:04:11
  all comes from im moral education. And now that I've looked into it and
• 5:04:15
  seen through it all, I see that it is due to nothing else but
• 5:04:18
  immorality. Instead of looking after her as a child, in the rod.
• 5:04:23
  At times they stuff her with sweets and dainties, and the old man is
• 5:04:26
  always doting over her, saying, my dear, my love, my beauty,
• 5:04:30
  saying will marry you to account. And now she has come forward herself
• 5:04:36
  and shown her cards, as though to say that's her little game. Instead
• 5:04:40
  of keeping her at home as a child, they sent her to a boarding
• 5:04:41
  school to a French madame, an Emma Gray, a madame Falbalas or something.
• 5:04:48
  And she learned all sorts of things that that madame fought the loss,
• 5:04:52
  and this is how it always turns out, come, says she. And
• 5:04:55
  be happy, be in a carriage, she says, at such a time
• 5:04:59
  under the windows, and sing a sentimental serenade in the Spanish style, I
• 5:05:03
  await you, and I know you love me, and we will fly together
• 5:05:07
  and live in a hut. But the fact is it's impossible, since it
• 5:05:11
  has come to that, madame, it's impossible. It is against the law
• 5:05:15
  to abduct an innocent, respectable girl from her parents' roof without their sanction.
• 5:05:21
  And if you come to that, why, what for and what need is
• 5:05:23
  there to do it? Come? She should marry a suitable person. The
• 5:05:27
  man marked out by destiny, and that would be the end of it.
• 5:05:32
  But I'm in the government service. I might lose my birth through it.
• 5:05:34
  I might be arrested for it, Madame. I tell you that if you
• 5:05:38
  did not know it. It's the German woman's doing. She's at the bottom
• 5:05:42
  of it, all the witch. She's cooked the whole kettle of fish.
• 5:05:47
  For they've slandered a man, for they've invented a bit of a womanish gossip
• 5:05:49
  about him, a regular performance by the advice of Andre Filopovitch. That's what
• 5:05:55
  it came from. Otherwise, how could Petrushka be mixed up in it?
• 5:05:59
  What has he to do with it? What need for that rogue to be
• 5:06:02
  in it? No, I cannot, Madame. I cannot, possibly not
• 5:06:04
  on any account. No, Madame, this time, you must really excuse
• 5:06:10
  me. It's all your doing, Madame. It's not all the Germans doing.
• 5:06:12
  It's not the witch's doing at all, but simply yours. For the
• 5:06:15
  witch is a good woman. For the witches not to blame in any way.
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  It's your fault, Madame. It's you who are to blame. Let
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  me tell you, I shall be charged with a crime through you, Madame.
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  A man might be ruined, a man might lose sight of himself and
• 5:06:30
  not be able to restrain himself. A wedding, indeed, and how is
• 5:06:33
  it all going to end? And how will it all be arranged? I
• 5:06:37
  would give a great deal to know all that, so, our hero reflected
• 5:06:41
  in his despair. Coming to himself, suddenly he observed that he was standing
• 5:06:47
  somewhere in the Tenney street. The weather was awful. It was a thaw.
• 5:06:51
  Snow and rain were falling, just as at that memorable time when at
• 5:06:55
  the dread hour of midnight all mister Goolyatkin's troubles had begun. This is a
• 5:07:00
  nice night for a journey, thought mister Goliadkin, looking at the weather.
• 5:07:03
  It's death all round. Good Lord, where am I to find a carriage?
• 5:07:07
  For instance? I believe there's some black there at the corner. We'll
• 5:07:11
  see. We'll investigate, Lord of mercy on us. Our hero went on,
• 5:07:15
  bending his weak and tottering steps in the direction in which he saw something
• 5:07:18
  that looked like a cab. No, I know what I'll do. I'll
• 5:07:22
  go straight and fall on my knees if I can, and humbly beg saying
• 5:07:26
  I put my fate in your hands in the hands of my superiors, saying,
• 5:07:30
  your excellency, be a protector and a benefactor. And then I'll say
• 5:07:33
  this and that and explain how it is, and that it is an unlawful
• 5:07:38
  act. Do not destroy me. I look upon you as my father.
• 5:07:41
  Do not abandon me. Save my dignity, my honor, my name,
• 5:07:45
  my reputation, and save me from a miscreant, a vicious man. He's
• 5:07:49
  another person, your excellency, and I'm another person too. He's a part.
• 5:07:55
  And I am myself by myself too. I am really myself by my
• 5:08:00
  your excellency, really myself by myself. That's what I shall say. I
• 5:08:04
  cannot be like him, change him, dismiss him, give orders for him
• 5:08:08
  to be changed, and a godless, i sentious impersonation to be suppressed.
• 5:08:14
  That it may not be an example to others, Your excellency, I look
• 5:08:17
  upon you as a father. Those in authority over us, our benefactors and
• 5:08:22
  protectors, are bound, of course, to encourage such impulses. There's something
• 5:08:26
  chivalrous about it. I shall say, I look upon you, my benefactor
• 5:08:30
  and superior, as a father, and trust my fate to you, and
• 5:08:33
  I will not say anything against it. I put myself in your hands and
• 5:08:37
  retire from the affair myself. That's what I would say. Well, my
• 5:08:41
  man, are you a cabman? Yes? I want a cab for the
• 5:08:45
  evening? And does your honor want to go far for the evening? For
• 5:08:49
  the evening? Wherever I have to go, my man, wherever I have
• 5:08:52
  to go? Does your honor want to drive out of town? Yes,
• 5:08:56
  my friend, out of town? Perhaps I don't quite know myself yet.
• 5:09:00
  I can't tell you for certain, my man. Maybe you see it will
• 5:09:03
  all be settled for the best. We all know, my friend. Yes,
• 5:09:07
  sir, of course we all know. Please God it may yes,
• 5:09:11
  my friend, Yes, thank you, my dear fellow. Come, what's
• 5:09:15
  your fare, my good man? Do you want to set off at once?
• 5:09:18
  Yes? At once? That is no, you must wait at a
• 5:09:21
  certain place a little while, not long. You'll have to wait. Well
• 5:09:26
  if you hire me the whole time. I couldn't ask less than six roubles
• 5:09:29
  for weather like this. Oh very well, my friend, and I thank
• 5:09:33
  you, my dear fellow. So come you can take me now, my
• 5:09:36
  good man, get in, allow me. I'll put it straight a bit.
• 5:09:40
  Now, will your honor get in? Where shall I drive? To
• 5:09:44
  the Ismailovski Bridge, my friend. The driver plumped down on the box with
• 5:09:48
  difficulty, roused his pair of lean nags from the trough of hay, and
• 5:09:52
  was setting off for Ismaelovski Bridge. But suddenly mister Gooyadkin pulled the cord stop
• 5:09:57
  the cab and besought him in an imploring voice not to drive to Ismaelovski Bridge,
• 5:10:03
  but to turn back to another street. The driver turned into another street,
• 5:10:07
  and ten minutes later mister Goliadkin's newly hired equipage was standing before the house
• 5:10:14
  in which his excellency had a flat. Mister Goliadkin got out of the carriage,
• 5:10:18
  begged the driver to be sure to wait, and with a sinking heart,
• 5:10:22
  ran upstairs to the third story and pulled the bell. The door was
• 5:10:26
  opened, and our hero found himself in the entry of his Excellency's flat.
• 5:10:30
  Is his excellency graciously pleased to be at home, said mister Golyadkin, addressing
• 5:10:36
  the man who opened the door. What do you want? Asked the servant,
• 5:10:41
  scrutinizing mister Goliadkin from head to foot. I, my friend, I
• 5:10:45
  am Goliadkin. The titular counselor Goliadkin to say something or other to explain.
• 5:10:52
  You must wait. You cannot, my friend, I cannot wait. My
• 5:10:56
  business is important. It's business that admits of no delay. But from whom
• 5:11:02
  have you come? Have you brought papers? No, my friend, I
• 5:11:06
  am on my own account. Announce me, my friend, say something or
• 5:11:08
  other, explain, I'll reward you. My good man, I cannot.
• 5:11:12
  His excellency is not at home and he has visitors come at ten o'clock in
• 5:11:18
  the morning. Take in my name, my good man, I can't wait.
• 5:11:21
  It is impossible. You'll have to answer for it. My good man,
• 5:11:26
  why go announce him? What's the matter with you? Want to save
• 5:11:29
  your shoe leather, said another lackey, who was lolling on the bench and
• 5:11:33
  had not uttered a word till then. Shoe leather. I was told to
• 5:11:37
  show no one up. You know their time is in the morning. Announce
• 5:11:41
  him. Have you lost your tongue? I'll announce him, all right,
• 5:11:45
  I've not lost my tongue. It's not my orders. I've told you it's
• 5:11:48
  not my orders. Walk inside, mister Wilyadkin went into the outermost room.
• 5:11:53
  There was a clock on the table. He glanced at it. It was
• 5:11:56
  half past eight. His heart ached within him. Ready he wanted to turn
• 5:12:00
  back, but at that very moment the footman standing at the door of the
• 5:12:03
  next room had already boomed out mister Goliadkin's name. Oh what lungs, thought
• 5:12:10
  our hero in indescribable misery. Why you ought to have said? He has
• 5:12:12
  come most humbly and meekly to make an explanation something be graciously pleased to see
• 5:12:18
  him? Now the whole business is ruined. All my hopes are scattered to
• 5:12:22
  the winds. But however, never mind, There was no time to think
• 5:12:30
  moreover. The lackey returning, said please walk in, and led mister Goliadkin
• 5:12:33
  into the study. When our hero went in, he felt as though he
• 5:12:37
  were blinded, for he could see nothing at all, but three or four
• 5:12:41
  figures seemed flitting before his eyes. Oh yes, they are the visitors,
• 5:12:45
  flashed through mister Goliadkin's mind. At last our hero could distinguish clearly the star
• 5:12:51
  on the black coat of his excellency. Then by degrees advanced to seeing the
• 5:12:56
  black coat, and at last gained the power of complete vision. What is
• 5:13:00
  it? Said a familiar voice above mister Goliadkin, the titular counselor Goliadkin,
• 5:13:06
  your excellency, Well, I have come to make an explanation. How,
• 5:13:11
  what? Why? Yes, this is how it is. I've come for
• 5:13:15
  an explanation, your excellency. But you but who are you? M m.
• 5:13:22
  Mister Goliadkin, your excellency a titular counselor? Well? What is it
• 5:13:26
  you want? Why? This is how it is. I look upon you
• 5:13:29
  as a father, I retire, defend me from my enemy? What's this?
• 5:13:34
  We all know? What do we all know? Mister Goliadkin was silent,
• 5:13:40
  his chin began twitching a little. Well, I thought it was chivalrous,
• 5:13:44
  your excellency, There's something chivalrous in it, I said, And I
• 5:13:48
  look upon my superior as a father. This is what I thought. Protect
• 5:13:52
  me, I tearfully peg, and that such impulses ought to be encouraged.
• 5:14:00
  His excellency turned away. Our hero for some minutes could distinguish nothing. There
• 5:14:03
  was a weight on his chest, His breathing was labored. He did not
• 5:14:07
  know where he was standing. He felt ashamed and sad. God knows what
• 5:14:11
  followed. Recovering himself, our hero noticed that his excellency was talking with his
• 5:14:17
  guests and seemed to be briskly and emphatically discussing something with them. One of
• 5:14:22
  the visitors, mister Gooladkin recognized at once this was Andre Philopovitch. He knew
• 5:14:27
  no one else. Yet there was another person that seemed familiar, A tall,
• 5:14:32
  thick set figure, middle aged, possessed of very thick eyebrows and whiskers,
• 5:14:36
  and a significant sharp expression on his chest was an order and in his
• 5:14:41
  mouth a cigar. This gentleman was smoking and nodding significantly, without taking the
• 5:14:45
  cigar out of his mouth, glancing from time to time at mister Goladkin.
• 5:14:51
  Mister Goladkin felt awkward. He turned away his eyes and immediately saw another very
• 5:14:56
  strange visitor through a door which our hero had taken for a looking glass,
• 5:15:00
  just as he had done once before he made his appearance. We know who,
• 5:15:06
  a very intimate friend and acquaintance of mister Goliadkin's, Mister Goliadkin Junior had
• 5:15:11
  actually been till then in a little room close by, hurriedly writing something.
• 5:15:17
  Now apparently he was needed, and he came in with papers under his arm,
• 5:15:19
  went up to his Excellency, and while waiting for exclusive attention to be
• 5:15:25
  paid to him, succeeded very abruptly in putting his spoke into the talk in
• 5:15:30
  consultation, taking his place a little behind Andre Filopovitch's back and partly screening him
• 5:15:37
  from the gentleman smoking the cigar. Apparently, mister Golyadkin Junior took an extreme
• 5:15:42
  interest in the conversation to which he was listening, now in a gentlemanly way,
• 5:15:48
  nodding his head, fidgeting with his feet, smiling, continually looking at
• 5:15:51
  his Excellency, as it were, beseeching him with his eyes to let him
• 5:15:55
  put his word in. The scoundrel thought mister Goliadkin, an invuln tarily took
• 5:16:00
  a step forward. At this moment, his Excellency turned round and came rather
• 5:16:04
  hesitatingly towards mister Goliadkin. Well, that's all right, that's all right,
• 5:16:10
  Well run along now, I'll look into your case and give orders for you
• 5:16:12
  to be taken. At this point, his Excellency glanced at the gentleman with
• 5:16:17
  the thick whiskers. The latter nodded in assent. Mister Goliadkin felt and distinctly
• 5:16:22
  understood that they were taking him for something different, and not looking at him
• 5:16:26
  in the proper light at all. In one way or another. I must
• 5:16:30
  explain myself, he thought, I must say, this is how it is,
• 5:16:33
  your excellency. At this point, in his perplexity, he dropped his
• 5:16:37
  eyes to the floor, and to his great astonishment, he saw a good
• 5:16:40
  sized patch of something white on his excellency's boots. Can there be a hole
• 5:16:45
  in them? Thought mister Goliadkin. Mister Goliadkin was, however, soon convinced
• 5:16:49
  that his excellency's boots were not split, but were only shining brilliantly, a
• 5:16:53
  phenomenon fully explained by the fact that they were patent leather and highly polished.
• 5:17:00
  It is what they call blick, thought our hero. The term is used
• 5:17:03
  particularly in artist studios. In other places, such a reflected light is called
• 5:17:07
  a rib of light. At this point, mister Goliadkin raised his eyes and
• 5:17:11
  saw that the time had come to speak, for things might easily end badly.
• 5:17:18
  Our hero took a step forward. I say this is how it is,
• 5:17:21
  your excellency, he said, And there's no accepting impostors nowadays. His
• 5:17:25
  excellency made no answer. But rang the bell violently. Our hero took another
• 5:17:30
  step forward. He is a vile, vicious man, your excellency, said,
• 5:17:33
  Our hero beside himself and faint with terror, though he still pointed boldly
• 5:17:37
  and resolutely at his unworthy twin, who was fidgeting about near his excellency.
• 5:17:42
  I say this is how it is, and I am alluding to a well
• 5:17:45
  known person. There was a general sensation at mister Goladkin's words. Andre Philopovitch
• 5:17:52
  and the gentleman with the cigar nodded their heads. His excellency impatiently tugged at
• 5:17:56
  the bell to summon the servants. At this point, mister Goldie Yadkin Junior
• 5:18:00
  came forward in his turn. Your Excellency, he said, I humbly beg
• 5:18:04
  permission to speak. There is something very resolute in mister Goliadkin Junior's voice.
• 5:18:11
  Everything showed that he felt himself completely in the right. Allow me to ask
• 5:18:18
  you. He began, again, anticipating his Excellency's reply in his eagerness,
• 5:18:22
  and this time addressing mister Goliadkin, Allow me to ask you in whose presence
• 5:18:27
  you are making this explanation before whom you are standing in whose room you are,
• 5:18:33
  Mister Goliadkin Junior was in a state of extraordinary excitement, flushed and glowing
• 5:18:37
  with wrath and indignation. There were positively tears in his eyes. A lackey,
• 5:18:42
  appearing at the doorway, roared at the top of his voice the name
• 5:18:47
  of some new arrivals, the Bassavrikovs, a good aristocratic name, hailing from
• 5:18:53
  Little Russia, thought mister Goliadkin. And at that moment he felt someone lay
• 5:18:57
  a very friendly hand on his back. Then a second hand was laid on
• 5:19:02
  his back. Mister Goladkin's infamous twin was tripping about in front, leading the
• 5:19:07
  way. Our hero saw clearly that he was being led to the big doors
• 5:19:11
  of the room, just as it was at olsufy Ivanovitch, as he thought,
• 5:19:15
  and he found himself in the hall. Looking round, he saw beside
• 5:19:19
  him two of his Excellency's lackeys and his twin. The great coat, the
• 5:19:23
  greatcoat, the greatcoat, my friend, the greatcoat of my best friend,
• 5:19:27
  whispered the depraved man, snatching the coat from one of the servants, and
• 5:19:32
  by way of a nasty and ungentlemanly joke, flinging it straight at mister Golyadkin's
• 5:19:37
  head, extricating himself from under his coat. Mister Golyadkin distinctly heard the too
• 5:19:41
  lackey snigger, but without listening to anything or paying attention to it, he
• 5:19:45
  went out of the hall and found himself on the lighted stairs, mister Golyadkin
• 5:19:51
  Junior following him. Good Bye, your excellency, he shouted after mister Golyadkin
• 5:19:56
  Senior. Scoundrel, Our hero exclaimed beside himself, well scoundrel, then depraved
• 5:20:02
  man, Well depraved man, then answered mister Goliadkin's unworthy enemy, and with
• 5:20:08
  his characteristic baseness, he looked down from the top of the stairs straight into
• 5:20:12
  mister Goliadkin's face, as though begging him to go on. Our hero spat
• 5:20:17
  with indignation and ran out the front door. He was so shattered, so
• 5:20:21
  crushed, that he had no recollection of how he got into the cab or
• 5:20:25
  who helped him. In Coming to himself, he found that he was being
• 5:20:27
  driven to Fontanka, to i Ismolovsky Bridge, then thought mister Goliadkin. At
• 5:20:33
  this point mister Goliadkin tried to think of something else, but could not.
• 5:20:37
  There was something so terrible that he could not explain it well. Never mind,
• 5:20:41
  our hero concluded, and he drove to Ismalovsky Bridge. End of chapter
• 5:20:47
  twelve. Chapter thirteen, it seemed as though the weather meant to change for
• 5:20:56
  the better. The snow, which had been then coming down in regular clouds,
• 5:21:02
  began growing less and less, and at last almost ceased. The sky
• 5:21:06
  became visible, and here and there tiny stars sparkled in it. It was
• 5:21:11
  only wet, muddy, damp, and stifling, especially for mister Goliadkin,
• 5:21:15
  who could hardly breathe as it was. His greatgoat, soaked and heavy with
• 5:21:19
  wet, sent a sort of unpleasant warm dampness all through him and weighed down
• 5:21:25
  his exhausted legs. A feverish shiver sent up sharp shooting pains all over him.
• 5:21:32
  He was in a painful, cold sweat of exhaustion, so much so
• 5:21:34
  that mister Goliadkin even forgot to repeat, at every suitable occasion, with his
• 5:21:40
  characteristic firmness and resolution, his favorite phrase that it all may be, most
• 5:21:45
  likely indeed might turn out for the best. But all this does not matter
• 5:21:49
  for the time, our hero repeated, still staunch and not downhearted, wiping
• 5:21:53
  from his face the cold drops that streamed in all directions from the brim of
• 5:21:56
  his round hat, which was so soaked that it could hold no more water.
• 5:22:03
  Adding that all this was nothing. So far, our hero tried to
• 5:22:06
  sit on a rather thick clump of wood which was lying near a heap of
• 5:22:10
  wogs in Olsufya Ivanovitch's yard. Of course, it was no good thinking of
• 5:22:15
  Spanish serenades or silken ladders, but it was quite necessary to think of a
• 5:22:19
  modest corner, snug and private, if not altogether warm. He felt greatly
• 5:22:25
  tempted. We may mention in passing by that corner in the back entry of
• 5:22:29
  Olsufya Ivanovitch's flat, in which he had once, almost at the beginning of
• 5:22:33
  this true story, stood for two hours between a cupboard and an old screen,
• 5:22:37
  among all sorts of domestic odds and ends in useless slitter. The fact
• 5:22:41
  is that mister Kolyadkin had been standing waiting for two whole hours on this occasion
• 5:22:47
  in Olsufya Ivanovitch's yard. But in regard to that modest and snug little corner,
• 5:22:52
  there were certain drawbacks which had not existed before. The first drawback was
• 5:22:56
  the fact that it was probably now a marked place, and that certain precautionary
• 5:23:00
  measures had been taken in regard to it since that scandal at olsufy Ivanovitch's last
• 5:23:06
  ball. Secondly, he had to wait for a signal from Clara Olsufina,
• 5:23:11
  for there was bound to be some such signal. It was always a feature
• 5:23:15
  in such cases, and it didn't begin with us, and it won't end
• 5:23:18
  with us. At this point, mister Gooladkin very appropriately remembered a novel he
• 5:23:23
  had read long ago, in which the heroine, in precisely similar circumstances,
• 5:23:29
  signaled to Alfred by tying a pink ribbon to her window. But now at
• 5:23:33
  night, in the climate of Petersburg, famous for its dampness and unreliability,
• 5:23:37
  a pink ribbon was hardly appropriate, and in fact was utterly out of the
• 5:23:42
  question. No, it's not a matter of silk latters to our hero,
• 5:23:47
  and I had better stay here quietly and comfortably. I had better stand here,
• 5:23:52
  and he selected a place in the yard exactly opposite the window, near
• 5:23:56
  a stack of firewood. Of course, many persons, grooms and coachmen were
• 5:24:00
  continually crossing the yard, and there was besides the rumbling of wheels and the
• 5:24:04
  snorting of horses and so on. Yet it was a convenient place, whether
• 5:24:08
  he was observed or not. But now anyway, there was an advantage of
• 5:24:12
  being to some extent in shadow, and no one could see mister Goolatkin,
• 5:24:17
  while he himself could see everything. The windows were brightly lit up. There
• 5:24:22
  was some sort of ceremonious party at ol Sofya Ivanovitch's, but he could hear
• 5:24:26
  no music as yet. So it's not a ball, but a party of
• 5:24:29
  some other sort, thought our hero, somewhat aghast is it today? Floated
• 5:24:33
  the doubt through him? Have I made a mistake in the date? Perhaps
• 5:24:37
  anything as possible? Yes, to be sure, anything is possible. Perhaps
• 5:24:42
  she wrote a letter to me yesterday and it didn't reach me. And perhaps
• 5:24:47
  it did not reach me because Petrushka put in his spoke the rascal, or
• 5:24:52
  it was tomorrow in the letter, that is, that I should do everything
• 5:24:56
  tomorrow that is weight with a carriage. At this point our turned cold all
• 5:25:00
  over and felt in his pocket for the letter to make sure. But to
• 5:25:04
  his surprise, the letter was not in his pocket. How's this, muttered
• 5:25:08
  mister Goliadkin. More dead than alive. Where did I leave it? Then
• 5:25:12
  I must have lost it. That is the last straw, he moaned.
• 5:25:15
  At last, Oh, if it falls into evil hands, perhaps it has
• 5:25:19
  already, Good Lord, what may it not lead to? It may lead
• 5:25:23
  to something such then, ah, my miserable fate. At this point,
• 5:25:29
  mister Goliadkin began trembling like a leaf at the thought that perhaps his vicious twin
• 5:25:33
  had thrown the greatcoat at him with the object of stealing the letter of which
• 5:25:37
  he had somehow got an inkling from mister Golyadkin's enemies. What's more, he's
• 5:25:42
  stealing it, thought, our hero is evidence, But why evidence? After
• 5:25:47
  the first shock of horror, the blood rushed to mister Golyadkin's head, moaning
• 5:25:51
  and gnashing his teeth. He clutched his burning head, sank back on his
• 5:25:55
  block of wood, and relapsed into brooding. But he could form no coher
• 5:26:00
  thoughts. Figures kept flitting through his brain. Incidents came back to his memory,
• 5:26:03
  now vaguely, now distinctly. The tunes of some foolish songs kept ringing
• 5:26:07
  in his ears. He was in great distress, unnatural distress. My God,
• 5:26:14
  my God, are here? Thought recovering himself a little and suppressing a
• 5:26:18
  muffled sob give me fortitude in the immensity of my afflictions, that I am
• 5:26:22
  done for, utterly destroyed. Of that, there can be no doubt.
• 5:26:26
  And that's all in the natural order of things, since it cannot be otherwise.
• 5:26:30
  To begin with, i've lost my birth. I've certainly lost it.
• 5:26:33
  I must have lost it. While supposing things are set right somehow, supposing
• 5:26:37
  I have money enough to begin with, I must have another lodging furniture of
• 5:26:41
  some sort. In the first place, I shan't have Patrushka. I can
• 5:26:47
  get on without the rascal somehow, with the help of people of the house.
• 5:26:51
  Well, that will be all right. I can go in and out
• 5:26:53
  when I like, and Patrushka won't grumble at my coming in late. Yes,
• 5:26:57
  that is so. That's why it's a good thing to have people in
• 5:27:02
  the house. While supposing that's all right, But all that's nothing to do
• 5:27:06
  with it, and all that's nothing to do with it. At this point,
• 5:27:10
  the thought of the real position again dawned upon mister Goladkin's memory. He
• 5:27:15
  looked round, Oh Lord, have mercy on me, Have mercy on me.
• 5:27:19
  What am I talking about, he thought, growing utterly desperate and clutching
• 5:27:23
  his burning head in his hands. Won't you soon be going, sir?
• 5:27:29
  A voice pronounced above mister Goladkin, our hero started. Before him stood his
• 5:27:33
  cabman, who was also drenched through and shivering. Growing impatient and having nothing
• 5:27:38
  to do, he thought fit to take a look at mister Goliadkin behind the
• 5:27:41
  woodstack. I am all right, my friend, I'm coming soon, soon,
• 5:27:47
  very soon. You wait. The cabman walked away, grumbling to himself.
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  What is he grumbling about, mister Goliadkin wondered through his tears. Why
• 5:27:56
  I've hired him for the evening? Why I'm within my writes now, that's
• 5:28:00
  so, I've hired him for the evening, And that's the end of it.
• 5:28:03
  If one stands still, it's just the same. That's for me to
• 5:28:07
  decide. I am free to drive on or not to drive on, And
• 5:28:10
  my staying here by the woodstack has nothing to do with the case. And
• 5:28:14
  don't dare to say anything. Think the gentleman wants to stand behind the woodstack,
• 5:28:18
  and so he's standing behind it, and he's not disgracing anyone's honor.
• 5:28:22
  That's the fact of the matter. I tell you what it is, Madame,
• 5:28:26
  if you care to know. Nowadays, Madame, nobody lives in a
• 5:28:29
  hut or anything of that sort. No, indeed, and in our industrial
• 5:28:33
  age there's no getting on without morality, a fact of which you are a
• 5:28:37
  fatal example. Madame. You say, we must get a job as a
• 5:28:41
  register clerk and live in a hut on the seashore. In the first place,
• 5:28:45
  Madame, there are no register clerks on the seashore. And in the
• 5:28:48
  second place, we can't get a job as a register clerk. For supposing,
• 5:28:52
  for example, I send in a petition, present myself saying a register's
• 5:28:56
  clerk's place or something of that sort, and act from my enemy. They'll
• 5:29:00
  tell you, Madame, they'll say, to be sure, we've lots of
• 5:29:03
  registered clerks. And here you are, not at Madame, Falbalas where you
• 5:29:07
  learned the rules of good behavior, of which you are such a fatal example.
• 5:29:11
  Good behavior, Madame, means staying at home, honoring your father,
• 5:29:15
  and not thinking about suitors prematurely. Suitors will come in good time, Madame.
• 5:29:21
  That's so. Of course, you are bound to have some accomplishments,
• 5:29:23
  such as playing the piano. Sometimes speaking French history, geography, scripture and
• 5:29:30
  arithmetic. That's the truth of it, and that's all you need. Cooking
• 5:29:33
  too, Cooking certainly forms part of the education of a well behaved girl.
• 5:29:37
  But as it is in the first place, my fine lady, they won't
• 5:29:41
  let you though. There's a hue and cry after you, and then they'll
• 5:29:44
  lock you up in a nunnery. How will it be, then, madame?
• 5:29:48
  What will you have me do? Then? Would you have me,
• 5:29:51
  madame, follow the example of some stupid novels, and melt into tears on
• 5:29:55
  a neighboring hillock, gazing at the cold walls of your prison house, and
• 5:29:59
  fi finally die following the example of some wretched German poets and novelists. Is
• 5:30:04
  that it, madame? But to begin with, allow me to tell you,
• 5:30:07
  as a friend that things are not done like that. And in the
• 5:30:11
  second place, I would have given you and your parents to a good thrashing
• 5:30:15
  for letting you read French books. For French books to teach you no good.
• 5:30:19
  There's a poison in them, a pernicious poison, madame. Or do
• 5:30:23
  you imagine allow me to ask you, or do you imagine that we shall
• 5:30:26
  elope with impunity? Or something of that sort, that we shall have a
• 5:30:30
  hut on the shore of the sea, and so on, and that we
• 5:30:33
  shall begin billing and cooing and talking about our feelings, and so that we
• 5:30:37
  shall spend our lives in happiness and content. Then there would be the little
• 5:30:42
  ones. So then we shall shall go to our father, the civil councilor
• 5:30:48
  Sufia Ivanovitch, and say we've got a little one, and so on.
• 5:30:51
  On this propitious occasion, remove your curse and bless the couple. No,
• 5:30:56
  madame, I tell you again, that's not the way to do things.
• 5:31:00
  And for the first thing, there'll be no billing and cooing. Please don't
• 5:31:03
  reckon on it. Nowadays, ma'am, the husband is a master, and
• 5:31:06
  a good, well brought up wife should try and please him in every way.
• 5:31:10
  And endearments, madame, are not in favor nowadays. In our industrial
• 5:31:14
  age, the day of Jean Jacques Crusoe is over. The husband comes home,
• 5:31:19
  for instance, hungry from the office, and asks, isn't there something
• 5:31:22
  to eat, my love? A drop of vodka to drink, a bit
• 5:31:26
  of salt fish to eat. So then, madame, you must have the
• 5:31:29
  vodka and the hairying ready. Your husband will eat it with relish, and
• 5:31:32
  he wants so much as look at you. He'll only say, run into
• 5:31:34
  the kitchen. Kit in, he'll say, and look after the dinner.
• 5:31:38
  And at most once a week he'll kiss you, even then rather indifferently.
• 5:31:44
  That's how it will be with us, my young lady. Yes, even
• 5:31:47
  then indifferently. That's how it will be, if one considers it, if
• 5:31:51
  it has come to one's looking at the thing in that way. And how
• 5:31:55
  do I come in? Why have you mixed me up in your caprices the
• 5:31:59
  nobleman who is suffering for your sake and will be dear to your heart forever
• 5:32:03
  and so on. But in the first place, madam, I am not
• 5:32:07
  suited to you. You know yourself. I'm not a great hand at compliments.
• 5:32:10
  I'm not fond of uttering perfumed trifles for the ladies. I'm not fond
• 5:32:15
  of lady killers. And I must own I've never been a beauty to look
• 5:32:18
  at. You won't find any swagger or false shame in me. I tell
• 5:32:22
  you so now, in all sincerity. That's the fact of the matter.
• 5:32:26
  We can boast of nothing but a straightforward, open character and common sense.
• 5:32:30
  We have nothing to do with intrigues. I am not one to intrigue.
• 5:32:34
  I say so, and I'm proud of it. That's the fact of the
• 5:32:37
  matter. I wear no mask among straightforward people, and to tell you the
• 5:32:41
  whole truth. Suddenly, mister Goliadkin started, The red and perfectly sopping beard
• 5:32:48
  of the cabman appeared round the woodstack again. I am coming directly, my
• 5:32:52
  friend. I'm coming at once, you know, mister Goliadkin responded in a
• 5:32:56
  trembling and failing voice. The cabman, he then stroked his beard and moved
• 5:33:02
  a step forward, stood still and looked suspiciously at mister Goliadkin. I am
• 5:33:07
  coming directly, my friend. You see, my friend, I just a
• 5:33:10
  little you see, only a second more? Here you see, my friend.
• 5:33:15
  Aren't you coming at all? The cabin asked at last, definitely coming
• 5:33:19
  up to mister Goliadkin, No, my friend, I'm coming directly. I
• 5:33:22
  am waiting, you see, my friend, So I see you see,
• 5:33:27
  my friend. I what part of this country do you come from? My
• 5:33:30
  friend? We are under a master, and have you a good master?
• 5:33:36
  All right? Yes, my friend, you stay here, my friend,
• 5:33:40
  you see have you been in Petersburg long? My friend it's a year since
• 5:33:44
  I came. And are you getting on all right, my friend mid lane?
• 5:33:48
  To be sure, my friend, to be sure, you must think
• 5:33:52
  providence, my friend, you must look out for straightforward people. Straightforward people
• 5:33:56
  are none to common nowadays, my friend, he would give you a washing,
• 5:34:00
  food and drink, my good fellow, a good man would. But
• 5:34:03
  sometimes you see tears shed for the sake of gold, my friend, you
• 5:34:07
  see a lamentable example. That's the fact of the matter, my friend.
• 5:34:11
  The cabman seemed to feel sorry for mister Goliadkin. Well, your honor,
• 5:34:15
  I'll wait. Will your honor be waiting long? No, my friend,
• 5:34:19
  No, I you know I won't wait any longer, my good man,
• 5:34:23
  What do you think, my friend, I rely upon you. I won't
• 5:34:26
  stay any longer. Aren't you going at all? No, my friend,
• 5:34:30
  No, I'll reward you, my friend. That's the fact of the matter.
• 5:34:34
  How much ought I to give you, my dear fellow, what you
• 5:34:37
  hired me for? Please, sir, I've been waiting here a long time.
• 5:34:41
  Don't be hard on a man, sir. Well hear my good band
• 5:34:44
  here. At this point, mister Goliadkin gave six hole roubles to the cabman
• 5:34:48
  and made up his mind in earnest to waste no more time, that is,
• 5:34:52
  to clear off straight away, especially as the cabman was dismissed and everything
• 5:34:56
  was over, and so it was useless to wait longer. He rushed out
• 5:35:00
  of the yard, went out of the gate, turned to the left,
• 5:35:03
  and without looking round to his heels, breathless and rejoicing. Perhaps it will
• 5:35:10
  all be for the best, he thought, and perhaps in this way I've
• 5:35:12
  run away from trouble. Mister Goliadkin suddenly became all at once lighthearted. Oh
• 5:35:18
  if only it could turn out for the best, thought our hero, though
• 5:35:22
  he put little faith in his own words. I know what I'll do,
• 5:35:26
  he thought, No, I know, I'd better try the other tack,
• 5:35:29
  or wouldn't it be better to do this in this way? Hesitating and seeking
• 5:35:33
  for the solution of his doubts, our hero ran to semyonov Skybridge. But
• 5:35:37
  while running to Semyonov's skybridge, he very rationally and conclusively decided to return.
• 5:35:44
  It will be better, so he thought, I had better try the other
• 5:35:47
  tack, that is, I will just go. I look on simply as
• 5:35:49
  an outsider, and that will be the end. Of it. I am
• 5:35:52
  simply an onlooker, an outsider, and nothing more. Whatever happens, it's
• 5:35:56
  not my fault. That's the fact of the matter. How it shall be.
• 5:36:00
  Now deciding to return, our hero actually did return the more readily because
• 5:36:06
  with his happy thought he conceived of himself now as quite an outsider. It's
• 5:36:11
  the best thing once not responsible for anything, and one will see all that's
• 5:36:15
  necessary. That's the fact of the matter. It was a safe plan,
• 5:36:18
  and that settled it, reassured. He crept back under the peaceful shelter of
• 5:36:22
  his soothing and protecting woodstack, and began gazing intently at the window. This
• 5:36:29
  time he was not destined to gaze and wait for long. Suddenly, a
• 5:36:33
  strange commotion became apparent at all the windows. Figures appeared, curtains were drawn
• 5:36:37
  back. Whole groups of people were crowding to the windows at olsufy Ivanovitch's flat.
• 5:36:42
  All were peeping out, looking for something in the yard. From the
• 5:36:45
  security of his woodstack, our hero too began with curiosity watching the general commotion,
• 5:36:52
  and with interest leaned forward to right and to left so far as he
• 5:36:56
  could within the shadow of the woodstack. Suddenly he started held his breath and
• 5:37:00
  almost sat down with horror. It seemed to him. In short, he
• 5:37:04
  realized that they were looking for nothing, for nobody but him, mister Goliadkin.
• 5:37:11
  Everyone was looking in his direction. It was impossible to escape. They
• 5:37:15
  saw him. In a flutter, Mister Goyatkin huddled as closely as he could
• 5:37:18
  to the woodstack, and only then noticed that the treacherous shadow had betrayed him,
• 5:37:25
  that it did not cover him completely. Our hero would have been delighted
• 5:37:29
  at that moment to creep into a mouse hole in the woodstack and there meekly
• 5:37:32
  to remain, if only it had been possible. But it was absolutely impossible.
• 5:37:38
  In his agony, he began at last staring openly and boldly at the
• 5:37:41
  windows. It was the best thing to do, And suddenly he glowed with
• 5:37:45
  shame. He had been fully discovered. Everyone was staring at him at once.
• 5:37:51
  They were all waving their hands, all were nodding their heads at him,
• 5:37:53
  all were calling to him. Then several windows creaked as they opened,
• 5:37:56
  several voices shouted something to him at once. I wonder why they don't whip
• 5:38:03
  these naughty girls as children, our hero muttered to himself, losing his head
• 5:38:07
  completely. Suddenly there ran down the steps he we know who, without his
• 5:38:12
  hat or greatcoat, breathless, rubbing his hands, wriggling and capering, perfidiously,
• 5:38:18
  displaying intense joy at seeing mister Goolyadkin. Yakov Petrovitch, whispered this individual
• 5:38:25
  so notorious for his worthlessness. Yakov Petrovitch, are you here? You'll catch
• 5:38:30
  cold? It's chilly here, Yakov Petrovitch, Come indoors, Yakov Petrovitch.
• 5:38:36
  No, I'm all right, Yakov Petrovitch, our hero muttered in a submissive
• 5:38:40
  voice. No, this won't do, Yakov Petrovitch. I beg you,
• 5:38:44
  I humbly beg you to wait with us. Make him welcome and bring him
• 5:38:48
  in, they say, Yakov Petrovitch. No, Yakov Petrovitch, you see,
• 5:38:52
  I'd better. I had better go home, Yakov Petrovitch, said,
• 5:38:56
  our hero, burning at a slow fire and freezing at the same time with
• 5:39:00
  shame and terror. No, no, no, no, whispered the loavesome
• 5:39:03
  person. No, no, no, on no account, come along,
• 5:39:07
  he said resolutely, and he dragged mister Golyadkin Senior to the steps. Mister
• 5:39:12
  Goladkin Senior did not want at all to go but as everyone was looking at
• 5:39:18
  them, it would have been stupid to struggle and resist. So our hero
• 5:39:22
  went, though indeed one cannot say that he went because he did not know
• 5:39:26
  in the least what was being done with him, though after all it made
• 5:39:30
  no difference. Before our hero had time to recover himself and come to his
• 5:39:33
  senses, he found himself in the drawing room. He was pale, disheveled,
• 5:39:37
  harassed. With lustreless eyes, he scanned the crowd horror the drawing room.
• 5:39:44
  All the rooms were full to overflowing. There were masses of people,
• 5:39:48
  a whole galaxy of ladies, and all were crowding round mister Gladkin. All
• 5:39:52
  were pressing towards mister Goladkin, All were squeezing mister Goladkin. And he perceived
• 5:39:56
  clearly that they were all forcing him in one direction, not towards the door,
• 5:40:03
  was the thought that floated through mister Goliadkin's mind. They were, in
• 5:40:07
  fact forcing him not towards the door, but olsufy Ivanovitch's easy chair. On
• 5:40:12
  one side of the armchair stood Clara Olsufyevna, pale, languid, melancholy,
• 5:40:18
  but gorgeously dressed, mister Gooladkin was particularly struck by a little white flower which
• 5:40:23
  rested on her superb hair. On the other side of the armchair stood Vladimir
• 5:40:29
  Semyonovitch, clad in black, with his new order in his buttonhole. Mister
• 5:40:33
  Gooladkin was led in, as we have described above, straight up to Olsufya
• 5:40:38
  Ivanovitch. On one side of him mister Goladkin Junior, who had assumed an
• 5:40:44
  air of great decorum and propriety to the immense relief of our hero, while
• 5:40:48
  on the other side was Andre Philopovitch, with a very solemn expression on his
• 5:40:52
  face. What can it mean, mister Goladkin wondered when he saw that he
• 5:40:57
  was being led to olsu Fya Ivanovitch. An idea struck him like a flash
• 5:41:02
  of lightning. The thought of the intercepted letter darted through his brain in great
• 5:41:07
  agony. Our hero stood before ol Sofya Ivanovitch's chair. What will he say
• 5:41:11
  now, he wondered to himself. Of course, it will be all above
• 5:41:15
  board, now, that is straightforward, and one may say, honorable,
• 5:41:21
  I shall say, this is how it is, and so on. But
• 5:41:23
  what our hero apparently feared did not happen. O Sofya Ivanovitch received mister Golyadkin
• 5:41:29
  very warmly, and though he did not hold out his hand to him,
• 5:41:33
  yet as he gazed at our hero, he shook his gray and venerable head,
• 5:41:37
  shook it with an air of solemn melancholy and yet of good will.
• 5:41:41
  So at least it seemed to mister Golyadkin. He even fancied that a tear
• 5:41:45
  glittered in Olsufya Ivanovitch's lustreless eyes. He raised his eyes and saw that there
• 5:41:49
  seemed to be tears too, on the eyelashes of Klara Olsufyevna, who was
• 5:41:53
  standing by. That there seemed to be something of the same sort, even
• 5:41:57
  in the eyes of Vladimir Simon. That the unruffled and composed dignity of Andre
• 5:42:03
  Filopovitch had the same significance as the general tearful sympathy. That even the young
• 5:42:08
  man who was so much like a civil counselor seizing the opportunity, was sobbing
• 5:42:12
  bitterly. Though perhaps this was only all mister Golyatkin's fancy, because he was
• 5:42:18
  so much moved himself and distinctly felt the hot tears running down his cold cheeks,
• 5:42:22
  feeling reconciled with mankind and his destiny, and filled with love at the
• 5:42:27
  moment, not only for ol sofya Ivanovitch, not only for the whole party
• 5:42:32
  collected there, but even for his noxious twin, who seemed now to be
• 5:42:36
  by no means noxious, and not even to be his twin at all,
• 5:42:40
  but a person very agreeable in himself and in no way connected with him.
• 5:42:44
  Our hero, in a voice broken with sobs, tried to express his feelings
• 5:42:48
  to olsufya Ivanovitch, but was too much overcome by all that he had gone
• 5:42:52
  through and could not utter a word. He could only with an expressive gesture,
• 5:42:56
  point meekly to his heart. At last, probably to spare the feelings
• 5:43:02
  of the old man, Andre Filopovitch led mister Goolyatkin a little away, though
• 5:43:06
  he seemed to leave him free to do as he liked, smiling muttering something
• 5:43:11
  to himself. Somewhat bewildered and yet almost completely reconciled with fate and his fellow
• 5:43:15
  creatures, our hero began to make his way through the crowd of guests.
• 5:43:21
  Everyone made way for him. Everyone looked at him with a strange curiosity and
• 5:43:25
  with mysterious, unaccountable sympathy. Our hero went into another room he met with
• 5:43:30
  the same attention. Everywhere. He was vaguely conscious of the whole crowd closely
• 5:43:33
  following him, noting every step he took, talking in undertones among themselves with
• 5:43:38
  something very important, shaking their heads, arguing and discussing in whispers. Mister
• 5:43:45
  Goolatkin wanted very much to know what they were discussing in whispers. Looking round,
• 5:43:49
  he saw near him mister Goolyadkin Junior, feeling an overwhelming impulse to seize
• 5:43:55
  his hand and draw him aside. Mister Goolatkin begged the other Yak of Petrovitch
• 5:44:00
  most particularly to cooperate with him in all his future undertakings, and not to
• 5:44:04
  abandon him. At a critical moment, mister Goliadkin Junior nodded his head gravely
• 5:44:11
  and warmly pressed the hand of mister Goladkin Senior. Our Hero's heart was quivering
• 5:44:17
  with the intensity of his emotion. He was gasping for breath. However,
• 5:44:21
  he felt so oppressed, so oppressed, he felt that all those eyes fastened
• 5:44:25
  upon him were oppressing and dominating him. Mister Goliadkin caught a glimpse of the
• 5:44:30
  counselor who wore a wig. The latter was looking at him with a stern,
• 5:44:33
  searching eye, not in the least softened by the general sympathy. Our
• 5:44:38
  hero made up his mind to go straight up to him in order to smile
• 5:44:41
  at him and have an immediate explanation. But this somehow did not come off.
• 5:44:48
  For one instant, mister Goliadkin became almost unconscious, almost lost all memory,
• 5:44:52
  all feeling. When he came to himself again, he noticed that he
• 5:44:56
  was the center of a large ring formed by the rest the party round him.
• 5:45:00
  Suddenly, mister Kolyadkin's name was called from the other room. The shout
• 5:45:04
  was at once taken up by the whole crowd. All was noise and excitement.
• 5:45:08
  All rushed to the door of the first room, almost carrying our hero
• 5:45:11
  along with them in the crush. The hard hearted counselor in the wig was
• 5:45:15
  side by side with mister Goolyadkin, and taking our hero by the hand,
• 5:45:19
  he made him sit down beside him, opposite old Sofya Ivanovitch, at some
• 5:45:23
  distance from the latter. However, everyone in the room sat down. The
• 5:45:27
  guests were arranged in rows round mister Goolyadkin and Olsufya Ivanovitch. Everything was hushed,
• 5:45:33
  Everyone preserved a solemn silence. Everyone was watching ol Sofya Ivanovitch, evidently
• 5:45:38
  expecting something out of the ordinary. Mister Goliadkin noticed that beside old Sofya Ivanovitch's
• 5:45:45
  chair and directly facing the Councilor, sat mister Goolyadkin junior with Andre Filopovitch.
• 5:45:52
  The silence was prolonged. They were evidently expecting something, just as it is
• 5:45:56
  in a family when someone is setting off on a far journey. We've only
• 5:46:02
  to stand up and pray, now, thought our hero. Suddenly there was
• 5:46:04
  a general stir which interrupted mister Goladkin's reflections. Something they had long been waiting
• 5:46:11
  for happened. He is coming, He is coming, passed from one to
• 5:46:15
  another in the crowd. Who is that that is coming? Floated through mister
• 5:46:19
  Goladkin's mind, and he shuddered at a strange sensation. High time too,
• 5:46:25
  said the Councilor, looking intently at Andre Filopovitch. Andrea Filopovitch, for his
• 5:46:30
  part, glanced at Olsufya Ivanovitch. Ol Sofya Ivanovitch gravely and solemnly nodded his
• 5:46:36
  head. Let us stand up, said the councilor, and he made mister
• 5:46:40
  Goladkin get up. All rose to their feet. Then the Councilor took mister
• 5:46:45
  Golyadkin Senior by the hand, and Andre Filopovitch took mister Gooladkin Junior, And
• 5:46:51
  in this way the two precisely similar persons were conducted through the expectant crowd surrounding
• 5:46:56
  them. Our hero looked about him in perplexity, but he was at once
• 5:47:00
  checked, and his attention was called to mister Goliadkin Junior, who was holding
• 5:47:04
  out his hand to him. They want to reconcile us, thought our hero,
• 5:47:08
  and with emotion, he held out his hand to mister Goliadkin Junior,
• 5:47:11
  and then then bent his head forwards towards him. The other mister Goliadkin did
• 5:47:18
  the same. At this point it seemed to mister Goliadkin Senior that his perfidious
• 5:47:22
  friend was smiling, that he gave a sly, hurried wink to the crowd
• 5:47:26
  of onlookers, and that there was something sinister in the face of the worthless
• 5:47:30
  mister Goladkin Junior, that he even made a grimace. At the moment of
• 5:47:34
  his Judas kiss. There was a ringing in mister Goliadkin's ears and a darkness
• 5:47:40
  before his eyes. It seemed to him that an infinite multitude, an unending
• 5:47:45
  series of precisely similar Goliadkins were noisily bursting in at every door of the room.
• 5:47:49
  But it was too late. The resounding, treacherous kiss was over,
• 5:47:55
  and then quite an unexpected event occurred. The door opened noisily, and in
• 5:48:00
  the doorway stood a man, the very sight of whom sent a chill to
• 5:48:04
  mister Goladkin's heart. He stood rooted to the spot. A cry of horror
• 5:48:10
  died away in his choking throat. Yet mister Goliadkin knew it all beforehand,
• 5:48:15
  and had had a presentiment of something of the sort for a long time.
• 5:48:18
  The new arrival went up to mister Goladkin gravely and solemnly. Mister Goliadkin knew
• 5:48:25
  this personage very well. He had seen him before, he had seen him
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  very often. He had seen him that day. This personage was a tall,
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  thick set man in a black dress coat, with a good sized cross
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  on his breast, and was possessed of thick, very black whiskers. Nothing
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  was lacking but the cigar in his mouth to complete the picture. Yet this
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  person's eyes, as we have mentioned, already sent a chill to the very
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  heart of mister Goliadkin. With a grave and solemn air, this terrible man
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  approached the pitiable hero of our story. Our hero held out his hand to
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  him. The stranger took his hand and drew him along with him. With
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  a crushed and desperate air. Our hero looked about him. It's it's Kristian
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  Ivanovitch, trutense Fitz, doctor of medicine and surgery, your old acquaintance,
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  Yakov Petrovitch. A detestable voice whispered in mister Golyadkin's ear. He looked round.
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  It was mister Goliadkin's twins, so revolting in the despicable meanness of his
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  soul. A malicious, indecent joy shone on his countenance. He was rubbing
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  his hands with rapture. He was turning his head from side to side in
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  ecstasy. He was fawning round everyone in delight, and seemed ready to dance
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  with glee. At last, he pranced forward, took a candle from one
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  of the servants and walked in front, showing the way to mister Goliadkin and
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  Kristian Ivanovitch. Mister Goliadkin heard the whole party in the drawing room rush out
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  after him, crowding and squeezing one another, and all beginning to repeat after
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  mister Goliadkin himself, It's all right, don't be afraid, Yakov petyak.
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  This is your old friend and acquaintance, you know, Kristianovanovitch protensepits. At
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  last they came out on the brightly lighted stairs. There was a crowd of
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  people on the stairs too. The front door was thrown open noisily, and
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  mister Golyadkin found himself on the steps together with Kristian Ivanovitch. At the entrance
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  stood a carriage with four horses that were snorting with impatience. The malignant mister
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  Golyatkin Junior in three bounds, flew down the stairs and opened the carriage door
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  himself. Kristian Ivanovitch, with an impressive gesture, asked mister Golyadkin to get
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  in. There was no need of the impressive gesture, however, there was
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  plenty of people to help him in faint with horror. Mister Golatkin looked back.
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  The whole of the brightly lighted staircase was crowded with people. Inquisitive eyes
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  were looking at him from all sides. Ol Sofya Ivanovitch himself was sitting in
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  his easy chair on the top landing and watching all that took place with deep
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  interest. Everyone was waiting. A murmur of impatience passed through the crowd.
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  When mister Goladkin looked back, I hope I have done nothing, nothing reprehensible
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  or that can call for severity and general attention in regard to my official relations
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  our hero brought out in desperation. A clamor of talk rose all around him.
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  All were shaking their heads. Tears started from mister Gooladkin's eyes. In
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  that case, I'm ready, I have full confidence, and I entrust my
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  fate to Kristian Ivanovitch. No sooner had mister Goladkin declared that he entrusted his
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  fate to Kristian Ivanovitch than a dreadful, deafening shout of joy came from all
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  surrounding him and was repeated in a sinister echo through the whole of the waiting
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  crowd. Then Kristian Ivanovitch on the one side and Andre Filopovitch on the other
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  helped mister Gooladkin into the carriage. His double, in his usual nasty way,
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  was helping him to get in from behind. The unhappy mister Goladkin Senior
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  took his last look on all and everything, and shivering like a kitten that
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  has been drenched with cold water, if the comparison may be permitted, got
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  into the carriage. Kristian Ivanovitch followed him in. Immediately the carriage door was
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  slammed. There was a swish of the whip on the horses backs. The
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  horses started off. The crowd dashed after mister Goliadkin. The shrill, furious
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  shouts of his enemies pursued him by way of good wishes for his journey.
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  For some time, several persons were still running by the carriage that bore away
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  mister Goliadkin, but by degrees they were left behind till at last they had
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  all disappeared. Mister Goliadkin's unworthy twin kept up longer than anyone. With his
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  hands in the trouser pockets of his green uniform, he ran on with a
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  satisfied air, skipping first to one and then to the other side of the
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  carriage, sometimes catching hold of the window frame and hanging on by it,
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  poking his head in at the window and throwing farewell kisses to mister Goliadkin.
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  But he began to get tired. He was less and less often to be
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  seen, and at last vanished altogether. There was a dull ache in mister
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  Goladkin's heart. A hot rush of blood set mister Goladkin's head throbbing. He
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  felt stifled. He longed to unbutton himself, to bare his breast, to
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  cover it with snow and pour cold water on it. He sank at last
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  into forgetfulness. When he came to himself, he saw that the horses were
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  taking him along an unfamiliar road. There were dark patches of cops on each
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  side of it. It was desolate and deserted. Suddenly he almost swooned.
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  Two fiery eyes were staring at him in the darkness, and those two eyes
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  were glittering with malignant, hellish glee. That's not Kristian Ivanovitch. Who is
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  it? Or is it he? It is? It is Kristianovanovitch, but
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  not the old Kristian Ivanovitch. It's another Kristian Ivanovitch. It's a terrible Kristian
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  Ivanovitch. Kristianovanovitch, I believe I'm all right. Kristian Ivanovitch are here,
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  was beginning timidly in a trembling voice, hoping by his meekness and submission to
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  soften the terrible Christian Ivanovitch. A little you get free quarters would with light
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  and service, the which you do not deserve. Kristian Ivanovitch's answer rang out,
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  stern and terrible as a judge's sentence. Our hero shrieked and clutched his
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  head in his hands, alas for a long while he had been haunted by
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  a presentiment of this. End of Chapter thirteen, recording by Magda Wilde.
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  End of the Double, a Petersburg poem by Fyodor Dostoyevsky