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He
had
been
turned
out
in
disgrace
,
eventually
,
and
this
was
the
cause
of
his
bad
night
and
quarrelsome
day
,
which
ended
in
his
sudden
departure
into
the
street
in
a
condition
approaching
insanity
,
as
recorded
before
.
Colia
did
not
understand
the
position
.
He
tried
severity
with
his
father
,
as
they
stood
in
the
street
after
the
latter
had
cursed
the
household
,
hoping
to
bring
him
round
that
way
.
"
Well
,
where
are
we
to
go
to
now
,
father
?
"
he
asked
.
"
You
do
n't
want
to
go
to
the
prince
's
;
you
have
quarrelled
with
Lebedeff
;
you
have
no
money
;
I
never
have
any
;
and
here
we
are
in
the
middle
of
the
road
,
in
a
nice
sort
of
mess
.
"
"
Better
to
be
of
a
mess
than
in
a
mess
!
I
remember
making
a
joke
something
like
that
at
the
mess
in
eighteen
hundred
and
forty
--
forty
--
I
forget
.
'
Where
is
my
youth
,
where
is
my
golden
youth
?
'
Who
was
it
said
that
,
Colia
?
"
"
It
was
Gogol
,
in
Dead
Souls
,
father
,
"
cried
Colia
,
glancing
at
him
in
some
alarm
.
"'
Dead
Souls
,
'
yes
,
of
course
,
dead
.
When
I
die
,
Colia
,
you
must
engrave
on
my
tomb
:
"'
Here
lies
a
Dead
Soul
,
Shame
pursues
me
.
'
"
Who
said
that
,
Colia
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
,
father
.
"
