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Lastly
,
he
,
in
the
most
pleasant
and
exquisite
terms
possible
,
intimated
to
his
friend
that
he
had
just
been
on
his
way
to
embrace
Paul
Ivanovitch
;
and
upon
this
followed
a
compliment
of
the
kind
which
would
more
fittingly
have
been
addressed
to
a
lady
who
was
being
asked
to
accord
a
partner
the
favour
of
a
dance
.
Chichikov
had
opened
his
mouth
to
reply
--
though
even
HE
felt
at
a
loss
how
to
acknowledge
what
had
just
been
said
--
when
Manilov
cut
him
short
by
producing
from
under
his
coat
a
roll
of
paper
tied
with
red
riband
.
"
What
have
you
there
?
"
asked
Chichikov
.
"
The
list
of
my
souls
.
"
"
Ah
!
"
And
as
Chichikov
unrolled
the
document
and
ran
his
eye
over
it
he
could
not
but
marvel
at
the
elegant
neatness
with
which
it
had
been
inscribed
.
"
It
is
a
beautiful
piece
of
writing
,
"
he
said
.
"
In
fact
,
there
will
be
no
need
to
make
a
copy
of
it
.
Also
,
it
has
a
border
around
its
edge
!
Who
worked
that
exquisite
border
?
"
"
Do
not
ask
me
,
"
said
Manilov
.
"
Did
YOU
do
it
?
"
"
No
;
my
wife
.
"
"
Dear
,
dear
!
"
Chichikov
cried
.
"
To
think
that
I
should
have
put
her
to
so
much
trouble
!
"
"
NOTHING
could
be
too
much
trouble
where
Paul
Ivanovitch
is
concerned
.
"
