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Chapter 6

           Atthegreatclosedgatesofthehouse,alittlemanstoodwithhisshoulderleaningagainstthem,wrappedinagreysoldier’scoat,withacopperAchilleshelmetonhishead.HecastadrowsyandindifferentglanceatSvidrigaïlov.Hisfaceworethatperpetuallookofpeevishdejection,whichissosourlyprintedonallfacesofJewishracewithoutexception.Theyboth,SvidrigaïlovandAchilles,staredateachotherforafewminuteswithoutspeaking.AtlastitstruckAchillesasirregularforamannotdrunktobestandingthreestepsfromhim,staringandnotsayingaword.

           “Whatdoyouwanthere?”hesaid,withoutmovingorchanginghisposition.

           “Nothing,brother,goodmorning,”answeredSvidrigaïlov.

           “Thisisn’ttheplace.”

           “Iamgoingtoforeignparts,brother.”

           “Toforeignparts?”

           “ToAmerica.”

           “America.”

           Svidrigaïlovtookouttherevolverandcockedit.Achillesraisedhiseyebrows.

           “Isay,thisisnottheplaceforsuchjokes!”

           “Whyshouldn’titbetheplace?”

           “Becauseitisn’t.”

           “Well,brother,Idon’tmindthat.It’sagoodplace.Whenyouareasked,youjustsayhewasgoing,hesaid,toAmerica.”

           Heputtherevolvertohisrighttemple.

           “Youcan’tdoithere,it’snottheplace,”criedAchilles,rousinghimself,hiseyesgrowingbiggerandbigger.

           Svidrigaïlovpulledthetrigger.

           

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