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"
Let
him
go
on
reading
at
all
costs
!
"
ordered
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
,
evidently
preserving
her
composure
by
a
desperate
effort
.
"
Prince
,
if
the
reading
is
stopped
,
you
and
I
will
quarrel
.
"
Colia
had
no
choice
but
to
obey
.
With
crimson
cheeks
he
read
on
unsteadily
:
"
But
while
our
young
millionaire
dwelt
as
it
were
in
the
Empyrean
,
something
new
occurred
.
One
fine
morning
a
man
called
upon
him
,
calm
and
severe
of
aspect
,
distinguished
,
but
plainly
dressed
.
Politely
,
but
in
dignified
terms
,
as
befitted
his
errand
,
he
briefly
explained
the
motive
for
his
visit
.
He
was
a
lawyer
of
enlightened
views
;
his
client
was
a
young
man
who
had
consulted
him
in
confidence
.
This
young
man
was
no
other
than
the
son
of
P
--
--
,
though
he
bears
another
name
.
In
his
youth
P
--
--
,
the
sensualist
,
had
seduced
a
young
girl
,
poor
but
respectable
.
She
was
a
serf
,
but
had
received
a
European
education
.
Finding
that
a
child
was
expected
,
he
hastened
her
marriage
with
a
man
of
noble
character
who
had
loved
her
for
a
long
time
.
He
helped
the
young
couple
for
a
time
,
but
he
was
soon
obliged
to
give
up
,
for
the
high-minded
husband
refused
to
accept
anything
from
him
.
Soon
the
careless
nobleman
forgot
all
about
his
former
mistress
and
the
child
she
had
borne
him
;
then
,
as
we
know
,
he
died
intestate
.
P
--
--
's
son
,
born
after
his
mother
's
marriage
,
found
a
true
father
in
the
generous
man
whose
name
he
bore
.
But
when
he
also
died
,
the
orphan
was
left
to
provide
for
himself
,
his
mother
now
being
an
invalid
who
had
lost
the
use
of
her
limbs
.
Leaving
her
in
a
distant
province
,
he
came
to
the
capital
in
search
of
pupils
.
By
dint
of
daily
toil
he
earned
enough
to
enable
him
to
follow
the
college
courses
,
and
at
last
to
enter
the
university
.
But
what
can
one
earn
by
teaching
the
children
of
Russian
merchants
at
ten
copecks
a
lesson
,
especially
with
an
invalid
mother
to
keep
?
Even
her
death
did
not
much
diminish
the
hardships
of
the
young
man
's
struggle
for
existence
.
Now
this
is
the
question
:
how
,
in
the
name
of
justice
,
should
our
scion
have
argued
the
case
?
Our
readers
will
think
,
no
doubt
,
that
he
would
say
to
himself
:
'
P
--
--
showered
benefits
upon
me
all
my
life
;
he
spent
tens
of
thousands
of
roubles
to
educate
me
,
to
provide
me
with
governesses
,
and
to
keep
me
under
treatment
in
Switzerland
.
Now
I
am
a
millionaire
,
and
P
--
--
's
son
,
a
noble
young
man
who
is
not
responsible
for
the
faults
of
his
careless
and
forgetful
father
,
is
wearing
himself
out
giving
ill-paid
lessons
.
According
to
justice
,
all
that
was
done
for
me
ought
to
have
been
done
for
him
.
The
enormous
sums
spent
upon
me
were
not
really
mine
;
they
came
to
me
by
an
error
of
blind
Fortune
,
when
they
ought
to
have
gone
to
P
--
--
's
son
.
They
should
have
gone
to
benefit
him
,
not
me
,
in
whom
P
--
--
interested
himself
by
a
mere
caprice
,
instead
of
doing
his
duty
as
a
father
.
If
I
wished
to
behave
nobly
,
justly
,
and
with
delicacy
,
I
ought
to
bestow
half
my
fortune
upon
the
son
of
my
benefactor
;
but
as
economy
is
my
favourite
virtue
,
and
I
know
this
is
not
a
case
in
which
the
law
can
intervene
,
I
will
not
give
up
half
my
millions
.
But
it
would
be
too
openly
vile
,
too
flagrantly
infamous
,
if
I
did
not
at
least
restore
to
P
--
--
's
son
the
tens
of
thousands
of
roubles
spent
in
curing
my
idiocy
.
This
is
simply
a
case
of
conscience
and
of
strict
justice
.
Whatever
would
have
become
of
me
if
P
--
--
had
not
looked
after
my
education
,
and
had
taken
care
of
his
own
son
instead
of
me
?
'
"
No
,
gentlemen
,
our
scions
of
the
nobility
do
not
reason
thus
.
The
lawyer
,
who
had
taken
up
the
matter
purely
out
of
friendship
to
the
young
man
,
and
almost
against
his
will
,
invoked
every
consideration
of
justice
,
delicacy
,
honour
,
and
even
plain
figures
;
in
vain
,
the
ex-patient
of
the
Swiss
lunatic
asylum
was
inflexible
.
All
this
might
pass
,
but
the
sequel
is
absolutely
unpardonable
,
and
not
to
be
excused
by
any
interesting
malady
.
This
millionaire
,
having
but
just
discarded
the
old
gaiters
of
his
professor
,
could
not
even
understand
that
the
noble
young
man
slaving
away
at
his
lessons
was
not
asking
for
charitable
help
,
but
for
his
rightful
due
,
though
the
debt
was
not
a
legal
one
;
that
,
correctly
speaking
,
he
was
not
asking
for
anything
,
but
it
was
merely
his
friends
who
had
thought
fit
to
bestir
themselves
on
his
behalf
.
With
the
cool
insolence
of
a
bloated
capitalist
,
secure
in
his
millions
,
he
majestically
drew
a
banknote
for
fifty
roubles
from
his
pocket-book
and
sent
it
to
the
noble
young
man
as
a
humiliating
piece
of
charity
.
You
can
hardly
believe
it
,
gentlemen
!
You
are
scandalized
and
disgusted
;
you
cry
out
in
indignation
!
But
that
is
what
he
did
!
Needless
to
say
,
the
money
was
returned
,
or
rather
flung
back
in
his
face
.
The
case
is
not
within
the
province
of
the
law
,
it
must
be
referred
to
the
tribunal
of
public
opinion
;
this
is
what
we
now
do
,
guaranteeing
the
truth
of
all
the
details
which
we
have
related
.
"
When
Colia
had
finished
reading
,
he
handed
the
paper
to
the
prince
,
and
retired
silently
to
a
corner
of
the
room
,
hiding
his
face
in
his
hands
.
He
was
overcome
by
a
feeling
of
inexpressible
shame
;
his
boyish
sensitiveness
was
wounded
beyond
endurance
.
It
seemed
to
him
that
something
extraordinary
,
some
sudden
catastrophe
had
occurred
,
and
that
he
was
almost
the
cause
of
it
,
because
he
had
read
the
article
aloud
.
Yet
all
the
others
were
similarly
affected
.
The
girls
were
uncomfortable
and
ashamed
.
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
restrained
her
violent
anger
by
a
great
effort
;
perhaps
she
bitterly
regretted
her
interference
in
the
matter
;
for
the
present
she
kept
silence
.
The
prince
felt
as
very
shy
people
often
do
in
such
a
case
;
he
was
so
ashamed
of
the
conduct
of
other
people
,
so
humiliated
for
his
guests
,
that
he
dared
not
look
them
in
the
face
.
Ptitsin
,
Varia
,
Gania
,
and
Lebedeff
himself
,
all
looked
rather
confused
.
Stranger
still
,
Hippolyte
and
the
"
son
of
Pavlicheff
"
also
seemed
slightly
surprised
,
and
Lebedeff
's
nephew
was
obviously
far
from
pleased
.
The
boxer
alone
was
perfectly
calm
;
he
twisted
his
moustaches
with
affected
dignity
,
and
if
his
eyes
were
cast
down
it
was
certainly
not
in
confusion
,
but
rather
in
noble
modesty
,
as
if
he
did
not
wish
to
be
insolent
in
his
triumph
.
It
was
evident
that
he
was
delighted
with
the
article
.
