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Chapter 11

           

           “Apromiseisownbrothertoperformance!IsaidFridayandhereitis,ready,”saidPlatón,smilingandunfoldingtheshirthehadsewn.

           TheFrenchmanglancedarounduneasilyandthen,asifovercominghishesitation,rapidlythrewoffhisuniformandputontheshirt.Hehadalong,greasy,floweredsilkwaistcoatnexttohissallow,thinbarebody,butnoshirt.Hewasevidentlyafraidtheprisonerslookingonwouldlaughathim,andthrusthisheadintotheshirthurriedly.Noneoftheprisonerssaidaword.

           “See,itfitswell!”Platónkeptrepeating,pullingtheshirtstraight.

           TheFrenchman,havingpushedhisheadandhandsthrough,withoutraisinghiseyes,lookeddownattheshirtandexaminedtheseams.

           “Yousee,dearman,thisisnotasewingshop,andIhadnopropertools;and,astheysay,oneneedsatooleventokillalouse,”saidPlatónwithoneofhisroundsmiles,obviouslypleasedwithhiswork.

           “It’sgood,quitegood,thankyou,”saidtheFrenchman,inFrench,“buttheremustbesomelinenleftover.”

           “Itwillfitbetterstillwhenitsetstoyourbody,”saidKaratáev,stilladmiringhishandiwork.“You’llbeniceandcomfortable....”

           “Thanks,thanks,oldfellow....Butthebitsleftover?”saidtheFrenchmanagainandsmiled.HetookoutanassignationrublenoteandgaveittoKaratáev.“Butgivemethepiecesthatareover.”

           PierresawthatPlatóndidnotwanttounderstandwhattheFrenchmanwassaying,andhelookedonwithoutinterfering.KaratáevthankedtheFrenchmanforthemoneyandwentonadmiringhisownwork

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