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"
Have
you
dined
yet
?
"
shouted
the
barin
as
,
still
entangled
in
the
net
,
he
approached
the
shore
with
a
huge
fish
on
his
back
.
With
one
hand
shading
his
eyes
from
the
sun
,
and
the
other
thrown
backwards
,
he
looked
,
in
point
of
pose
,
like
the
Medici
Venus
emerging
from
her
bath
.
"
No
,
"
replied
Chichikov
,
raising
his
cap
,
and
executing
a
series
of
bows
.
"
Then
thank
God
for
that
,
"
rejoined
the
gentleman
.
"
Why
?
"
asked
Chichikov
with
no
little
curiosity
,
and
still
holding
his
cap
over
his
head
.
"
Because
of
THIS
.
Cast
off
the
net
,
Thoma
Menshov
,
and
pick
up
that
sturgeon
for
the
gentleman
to
see
.
Go
and
help
him
,
Telepen
Kuzma
.
"
With
that
the
peasants
indicated
picked
up
by
the
head
what
was
a
veritable
monster
of
a
fish
.
"
Is
n't
it
a
beauty
--
a
sturgeon
fresh
run
from
the
river
?
"
exclaimed
the
stout
barin
.
"
And
now
let
us
be
off
home
.
Coachman
,
you
can
take
the
lower
road
through
the
kitchen
garden
.
Run
,
you
lout
of
a
Thoma
Bolshoy
,
and
open
the
gate
for
him
.
He
will
guide
you
to
the
house
,
and
I
myself
shall
be
along
presently
.
"
Thereupon
the
barelegged
Thoma
Bolshoy
,
clad
in
nothing
but
a
shirt
,
ran
ahead
of
the
koliaska
through
the
village
,
every
hut
of
which
had
hanging
in
front
of
it
a
variety
of
nets
,
for
the
reason
that
every
inhabitant
of
the
place
was
a
fisherman
.
Next
,
he
opened
a
gate
into
a
large
vegetable
enclosure
,
and
thence
the
koliaska
emerged
into
a
square
near
a
wooden
church
,
with
,
showing
beyond
the
latter
,
the
roofs
of
the
manorial
homestead
.
"
A
queer
fellow
,
that
Koshkarev
!
"
said
Chichikov
to
himself
.
