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Chapter 7

           

           “AntipBurdovsky,”stutteredthesonofPavlicheff.

           “VladimirDoktorenko,”saidLebedeff’snephewbriskly,andwithacertainpride,asifheboastedofhisname.

           “Keller,”murmuredtheretiredofficer.

           “HippolyteTerentieff,”criedthelast-named,inashrillvoice.

           Theysatnowinarowfacingtheprince,andfrowned,andplayedwiththeircaps.Allappearedreadytospeak,andyetallweresilent;thedefiantexpressionontheirfacesseemedtosay,“No,sir,youdon’ttakeusin!”Itcouldbefeltthatthefirstwordspokenbyanyonepresentwouldbringatorrentofspeechfromthewholedeputation.

           

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