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The
idea
of
a
drink
from
such
a
receptacle
was
too
much
for
Chichikov
,
so
he
excused
himself
on
the
ground
that
he
had
just
had
luncheon
.
"
You
have
just
had
luncheon
?
"
re-echoed
Plushkin
.
"
Now
,
THAT
shows
how
invariably
one
can
tell
a
man
of
good
society
,
wheresoever
one
may
be
.
A
man
of
that
kind
never
eats
anything
--
he
always
says
that
he
has
had
enough
.
Very
different
that
from
the
ways
of
a
rogue
,
whom
one
can
never
satisfy
,
however
much
one
may
give
him
.
For
instance
,
that
captain
of
mine
is
constantly
begging
me
to
let
him
have
a
meal
--
though
he
is
about
as
much
my
nephew
as
I
am
his
grandfather
.
As
it
happens
,
there
is
never
a
bite
of
anything
in
the
house
,
so
he
has
to
go
away
empty
.
But
about
the
list
of
those
good-for-nothing
souls
--
I
happen
to
possess
such
a
list
,
since
I
have
drawn
one
up
in
readiness
for
the
next
revision
.
"
With
that
Plushkin
donned
his
spectacles
,
and
once
more
started
to
rummage
in
the
cupboard
,
and
to
smother
his
guest
with
dust
as
he
untied
successive
packages
of
papers
--
so
much
so
that
his
victim
burst
out
sneezing
.
Finally
he
extracted
a
much-scribbled
document
in
which
the
names
of
the
deceased
peasants
lay
as
close-packed
as
a
cloud
of
midges
,
for
there
were
a
hundred
and
twenty
of
them
in
all
.
Chichikov
grinned
with
joy
at
the
sight
of
the
multitude
.
Stuffing
the
list
into
his
pocket
,
he
remarked
that
,
to
complete
the
transaction
,
it
would
be
necessary
to
return
to
the
town
.
"
To
the
town
?
"
repeated
Plushkin
.
"
But
why
?
Moreover
,
how
could
I
leave
the
house
,
seeing
that
every
one
of
my
servants
is
either
a
thief
or
a
rogue
?
Day
by
day
they
pilfer
things
,
until
soon
I
shall
have
not
a
single
coat
to
hang
on
my
back
.
"
"
Then
you
possess
acquaintances
in
the
town
?
"
"
Acquaintances
?
No
.
Every
acquaintance
whom
I
ever
possessed
has
either
left
me
or
is
dead
.
But
stop
a
moment
.
I
DO
know
the
President
of
the
Council
.
Even
in
my
old
age
he
has
once
or
twice
come
to
visit
me
,
for
he
and
I
used
to
be
schoolfellows
,
and
to
go
climbing
walls
together
.
Yes
,
him
I
do
know
.
Shall
I
write
him
a
letter
?
"
"
By
all
means
.
"
"
Yes
,
him
I
know
well
,
for
we
were
friends
together
at
school
.
"
Over
Plushkin
's
wooden
features
there
had
gleamed
a
ray
of
warmth
--
a
ray
which
expressed
,
if
not
feeling
,
at
all
events
feeling
's
pale
reflection
.
