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Chapter 25

           Rostopchín,comingouttherewithquickangrysteps,lookedhastilyaroundasifseekingsomeone.

           “Whereishe?”heinquired.Andashespokehesawayoungmancomingroundthecornerofthehousebetweentwodragoons.Hehadalongthinneck,andhishead,thathadbeenhalfshaved,wasagaincoveredbyshorthair.Thisyoungmanwasdressedinathreadbareblueclothcoatlinedwithfoxfur,thathadoncebeensmart,anddirtyhempenconvicttrousers,overwhichwerepulledhisthin,dirty,trodden-downboots.Onhisthin,weaklegswereheavychainswhichhamperedhisirresolutemovements.

           “Ah!”saidRostopchín,hurriedlyturningawayhiseyesfromtheyoungmaninthefur-linedcoatandpointingtothebottomstepoftheporch.“Puthimthere.”

           Theyoungmaninhisclatteringchainssteppedclumsilytothespotindicated,holdingawaywithonefingerthecoatcollarwhichchafedhisneck,turnedhislongnecktwicethiswayandthat,sighed,andsubmissivelyfoldedbeforehimhisthinhands,unusedtowork.

           Forseveralsecondswhiletheyoungmanwastakinghisplaceonthestepthesilencecontinued.Onlyamongthebackrowsofthepeople,whowereallpressingtowardtheonespot,couldsighs,groans,andtheshufflingoffeetbeheard.

           WhilewaitingfortheyoungmantotakehisplaceonthestepRostopchínstoodfrowningandrubbinghisfacewithhishand.

           “Lads!”saidhe,withametallicringinhisvoice.“Thisman,Vereshchágin,isthescoundrelbywhosedoingMoscowisperishing.

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