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Chapter 2

           Acoachman,aftershoutingathimtwoorthreetimes,gavehimaviolentlashonthebackwithhiswhip,forhavingalmostfallenunderhishorses’hoofs.Thelashsoinfuriatedhimthathedashedawaytotherailing(forsomeunknownreasonhehadbeenwalkingintheverymiddleofthebridgeinthetraffic).Heangrilyclenchedandgroundhisteeth.Heheardlaughter,ofcourse.

           “Serveshimright!”

           “ApickpocketIdaresay.”

           “Pretendingtobedrunk,forsure,andgettingunderthewheelsonpurpose;andyouhavetoanswerforhim.”

           “It’saregularprofession,that’swhatitis.”

           Butwhilehestoodattherailing,stilllookingangryandbewilderedaftertheretreatingcarriage,andrubbinghisback,hesuddenlyfeltsomeonethrustmoneyintohishand.Helooked.Itwasanelderlywomaninakerchiefandgoatskinshoes,withagirl,probablyherdaughter,wearingahat,andcarryingagreenparasol.

           “Takeit,mygoodman,inChrist’sname.”

           Hetookitandtheypassedon.Itwasapieceoftwentycopecks.Fromhisdressandappearancetheymightwellhavetakenhimforabeggaraskingalmsinthestreets,andthegiftofthetwentycopeckshedoubtlessowedtotheblow,whichmadethemfeelsorryforhim.

           Heclosedhishandonthetwentycopecks,walkedonfortenpaces,andturnedfacingtheNeva,lookingtowardsthepalace.Theskywaswithoutacloudandthewaterwasalmostbrightblue,whichissorareintheNeva.

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