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"
And
how
many
runaways
have
you
?
"
"
About
seventy
.
"
"
Surely
not
?
"
"
Alas
,
yes
.
Never
does
a
year
pass
without
a
certain
number
of
them
making
off
.
Yet
so
gluttonous
and
idle
are
my
serfs
that
they
are
simply
bursting
with
food
,
whereas
I
scarcely
get
enough
to
eat
.
I
will
take
any
price
for
them
that
you
may
care
to
offer
.
Tell
your
friends
about
it
,
and
,
should
they
find
even
a
score
of
the
runaways
,
it
will
repay
them
handsomely
,
seeing
that
a
living
serf
on
the
census
list
is
at
present
worth
five
hundred
roubles
.
"
"
Perhaps
so
,
but
I
am
not
going
to
let
any
one
but
myself
have
a
finger
in
this
,
"
thought
Chichikov
to
himself
;
after
which
he
explained
to
Plushkin
that
a
friend
of
the
kind
mentioned
would
be
impossible
to
discover
,
since
the
legal
expenses
of
the
enterprise
would
lead
to
the
said
friend
having
to
cut
the
very
tail
from
his
coat
before
he
would
get
clear
of
the
lawyers
.
"
Nevertheless
,
"
added
Chichikov
,
"
seeing
that
you
are
so
hard
pressed
for
money
,
and
that
I
am
so
interested
in
the
matter
,
I
feel
moved
to
advance
you
--
well
,
to
advance
you
such
a
trifle
as
would
scarcely
be
worth
mentioning
.
"
"
But
how
much
is
it
?
"
asked
Plushkin
eagerly
,
and
with
his
hands
trembling
like
quicksilver
.
"
Twenty-five
kopecks
per
soul
.
"
"
What
?
In
ready
money
?
"
