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“
Have
you
dined
,
by
the
way
?
I
’
ve
had
something
and
want
nothing
more
.
I
don
’
t
drink
,
for
instance
,
at
all
.
Except
for
champagne
I
never
touch
anything
,
and
not
more
than
a
glass
of
that
all
the
evening
,
and
even
that
is
enough
to
make
my
head
ache
.
I
ordered
it
just
now
to
wind
myself
up
,
for
I
am
just
going
off
somewhere
and
you
see
me
in
a
peculiar
state
of
mind
.
That
was
why
I
hid
myself
just
now
like
a
schoolboy
,
for
I
was
afraid
you
would
hinder
me
.
But
I
believe
,
”
he
pulled
out
his
watch
,
“
I
can
spend
an
hour
with
you
.
It
’
s
half
-
past
four
now
.
If
only
I
’
d
been
something
,
a
landowner
,
a
father
,
a
cavalry
officer
,
a
photographer
,
a
journalist
.
.
.
I
am
nothing
,
no
specialty
,
and
sometimes
I
am
positively
bored
.
I
really
thought
you
would
tell
me
something
new
.
”
“
But
what
are
you
,
and
why
have
you
come
here
?
”
“
What
am
I
?
You
know
,
a
gentleman
,
I
served
for
two
years
in
the
cavalry
,
then
I
knocked
about
here
in
Petersburg
,
then
I
married
Marfa
Petrovna
and
lived
in
the
country
.
There
you
have
my
biography
!
”
“
You
are
a
gambler
,
I
believe
?
”
“
No
,
a
poor
sort
of
gambler
.
A
card
-
sharper
—
not
a
gambler
.
”
“
You
have
been
a
card
-
sharper
then
?
”
“
Yes
,
I
’
ve
been
a
card
-
sharper
too
.
”
“
Didn
’
t
you
get
thrashed
sometimes
?
”
“
It
did
happen
.
Why
?
”
