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Chapter 1

           

           “Hey!that’sit!Youstumpedupyourmoneyfornothing,andwebelieveinthosefellows,here!”remarkedtheblack-hairedindividual,sarcastically.

           “Gospeltruth,sir,Gospeltruth!”exclaimedanotherpassenger,ashabbilydressedmanofaboutforty,wholookedlikeaclerk,andpossessedarednoseandaveryblotchyface.“Gospeltruth!AlltheydoistogetholdofourgoodRussianmoneyfree,gratis,andfornothing.”

           “Oh,butyou’requitewronginmyparticularinstance,”saidtheSwisspatient,quietly.“OfcourseIcan’targuethematter,becauseIknowonlymyowncase;butmydoctorgavememoneyandhehadverylittletopaymyjourneyback,besideshavingkeptmeathisownexpense,whilethere,fornearlytwoyears.”

           “Why?Wastherenooneelsetopayforyou?”askedtheblack-hairedone.

           “NoMr.Pavlicheff,whohadbeensupportingmethere,diedacoupleofyearsago.IwrotetoMrs.GeneralEpanchinatthetime(sheisadistantrelativeofmine),butshedidnotanswermyletter.AndsoeventuallyIcameback.”

           “Andwherehaveyoucometo?”

           “ThatiswhereamIgoingtostay?IIreallydon’tquiteknowyet,I

           Boththelistenerslaughedagain.

           “Isupposeyourwholeset-upisinthatbundle,then?”askedthefirst.

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