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"
Why
,
it
was
yourself
who
advised
me
to
bring
him
over
!
"
"
I
thought
he
might
be
useful
.
You
know
he
is
in
love
with
Aglaya
himself
,
now
,
and
has
written
to
her
;
he
has
even
written
to
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
!
"
"
Oh
!
he
's
not
dangerous
there
!
"
cried
Gania
,
laughing
angrily
.
"
However
,
I
believe
there
is
something
of
that
sort
in
the
air
;
he
is
very
likely
to
be
in
love
,
for
he
is
a
mere
boy
.
But
he
wo
n't
write
anonymous
letters
to
the
old
lady
;
that
would
be
too
audacious
a
thing
for
him
to
attempt
;
but
I
dare
swear
the
very
first
thing
he
did
was
to
show
me
up
to
Aglaya
as
a
base
deceiver
and
intriguer
.
I
confess
I
was
fool
enough
to
attempt
something
through
him
at
first
.
I
thought
he
would
throw
himself
into
my
service
out
of
revengeful
feelings
towards
the
prince
,
the
sly
little
beast
!
But
I
know
him
better
now
.
As
for
the
theft
,
he
may
have
heard
of
it
from
the
widow
in
Petersburg
,
for
if
the
old
man
committed
himself
to
such
an
act
,
he
can
have
done
it
for
no
other
object
but
to
give
the
money
to
her
.
Hippolyte
said
to
me
,
without
any
prelude
,
that
the
general
had
promised
the
widow
four
hundred
roubles
.
Of
course
I
understood
,
and
the
little
wretch
looked
at
me
with
a
nasty
sort
of
satisfaction
.
I
know
him
;
you
may
depend
upon
it
he
went
and
told
mother
too
,
for
the
pleasure
of
wounding
her
.
And
why
does
n't
he
die
,
I
should
like
to
know
?
He
undertook
to
die
within
three
weeks
,
and
here
he
is
getting
fatter
.
His
cough
is
better
,
too
.
It
was
only
yesterday
that
he
said
that
was
the
second
day
he
had
n't
coughed
blood
.
"
"
Well
,
turn
him
out
!
"
"
I
do
n't
hate
,
I
despise
him
,
"
said
Gania
,
grandly
"
Well
,
I
do
hate
him
,
if
you
like
!
"
he
added
,
with
a
sudden
access
of
rage
,
"
and
I
'll
tell
him
so
to
his
face
,
even
when
he
's
dying
!
If
you
had
but
read
his
confession
--
good
Lord
!
what
refinement
of
impudence
!
Oh
,
but
I
'd
have
liked
to
whip
him
then
and
there
,
like
a
schoolboy
,
just
to
see
how
surprised
he
would
have
been
!
Now
he
hates
everybody
because
he
--
Oh
,
I
say
,
what
on
earth
are
they
doing
there
!
Listen
to
that
noise
!
I
really
ca
n't
stand
this
any
longer
.
Ptitsin
!
"
he
cried
,
as
the
latter
entered
the
room
,
"
what
in
the
name
of
goodness
are
we
coming
to
?
Listen
to
that
--
"
But
the
noise
came
rapidly
nearer
,
the
door
burst
open
,
and
old
General
Ivolgin
,
raging
,
furious
,
purple-faced
,
and
trembling
with
anger
,
rushed
in
.
He
was
followed
by
Nina
Alexandrovna
,
Colia
,
and
behind
the
rest
,
Hippolyte
.
Hippolyte
had
now
been
five
days
at
the
Ptitsins
'
.
His
flitting
from
the
prince
's
to
these
new
quarters
had
been
brought
about
quite
naturally
and
without
many
words
.
He
did
not
quarrel
with
the
prince
--
in
fact
,
they
seemed
to
part
as
friends
.
Gania
,
who
had
been
hostile
enough
on
that
eventful
evening
,
had
himself
come
to
see
him
a
couple
of
days
later
,
probably
in
obedience
to
some
sudden
impulse
.
For
some
reason
or
other
,
Rogojin
too
had
begun
to
visit
the
sick
boy
.
The
prince
thought
it
might
be
better
for
him
to
move
away
from
his
(
the
prince
's
)
house
.
Hippolyte
informed
him
,
as
he
took
his
leave
,
that
Ptitsin
"
had
been
kind
enough
to
offer
him
a
corner
,
"
and
did
not
say
a
word
about
Gania
,
though
Gania
had
procured
his
invitation
,
and
himself
came
to
fetch
him
away
.
Gania
noticed
this
at
the
time
,
and
put
it
to
Hippolyte
's
debit
on
account
.
Gania
was
right
when
he
told
his
sister
that
Hippolyte
was
getting
better
;
that
he
was
better
was
clear
at
the
first
glance
.
He
entered
the
room
now
last
of
all
,
deliberately
,
and
with
a
disagreeable
smile
on
his
lips
.
