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"
And
how
come
YOU
always
to
be
so
gloomy
?
"
retorted
the
host
.
"
How
,
you
ask
?
Simply
because
I
am
so
.
"
"
The
truth
is
you
do
n't
eat
enough
.
Try
the
plan
of
making
a
good
dinner
.
Weariness
of
everything
is
a
modern
invention
.
Once
upon
a
time
one
never
heard
of
it
.
"
"
Well
,
boast
away
,
but
have
you
yourself
never
been
tired
of
things
?
"
"
Never
in
my
life
.
I
do
not
so
much
as
know
whether
I
should
find
time
to
be
tired
.
In
the
morning
,
when
one
awakes
,
the
cook
is
waiting
,
and
the
dinner
has
to
be
ordered
.
Then
one
drinks
one
's
morning
tea
,
and
then
the
bailiff
arrives
for
HIS
orders
,
and
then
there
is
fishing
to
be
done
,
and
then
one
's
dinner
has
to
be
eaten
.
Next
,
before
one
has
even
had
a
chance
to
utter
a
snore
,
there
enters
once
again
the
cook
,
and
one
has
to
order
supper
;
and
when
she
has
departed
,
behold
,
back
she
comes
with
a
request
for
the
following
day
's
dinner
!
What
time
does
THAT
leave
one
to
be
weary
of
things
?
"
Throughout
this
conversation
,
Chichikov
had
been
taking
stock
of
the
newcomer
,
who
astonished
him
with
his
good
looks
,
his
upright
,
picturesque
figure
,
his
appearance
of
fresh
,
unwasted
youthfulness
,
and
the
boyish
purity
,
innocence
,
and
clarity
of
his
features
.
Neither
passion
nor
care
nor
aught
of
the
nature
of
agitation
or
anxiety
of
mind
had
ventured
to
touch
his
unsullied
face
,
or
to
lay
a
single
wrinkle
thereon
.
Yet
the
touch
of
life
which
those
emotions
might
have
imparted
was
wanting
.
The
face
was
,
as
it
were
,
dreaming
,
even
though
from
time
to
time
an
ironical
smile
disturbed
it
.
"
I
,
too
,
can
not
understand
,
"
remarked
Chichikov
,
"
how
a
man
of
your
appearance
can
find
things
wearisome
.
Of
course
,
if
a
man
is
hard
pressed
for
money
,
or
if
he
has
enemies
who
are
lying
in
wait
for
his
life
(
as
have
certain
folk
of
whom
I
know
)
,
well
,
then
--
"
"
Believe
me
when
I
say
,
"
interrupted
the
handsome
guest
,
"
that
,
for
the
sake
of
a
diversion
,
I
should
be
glad
of
ANY
sort
of
an
anxiety
.
Would
that
some
enemy
would
conceive
a
grudge
against
me
!
But
no
one
does
so
.
Everything
remains
eternally
dull
.
"
"
But
perhaps
you
lack
a
sufficiency
of
land
or
souls
?
"
