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As
though
spellbound
,
Chichikov
sat
in
an
aureate
world
of
ever-growing
dreams
and
fantasies
.
All
his
thoughts
were
in
a
whirl
,
and
on
a
carpet
of
future
wealth
his
tumultuous
imagination
was
weaving
golden
patterns
,
while
ever
in
his
ears
were
ringing
the
words
,
"
towards
you
there
will
run
rivers
and
rivers
of
gold
.
"
"
Really
,
Constantine
,
DO
allow
Paul
Ivanovitch
to
go
to
bed
.
"
"
What
on
earth
is
the
matter
?
"
retorted
the
master
of
the
household
testily
.
"
Pray
go
yourself
if
you
wish
to
.
"
Then
he
stopped
short
,
for
the
snoring
of
Platon
was
filling
the
whole
room
,
and
also
--
outrivalling
it
--
that
of
the
dog
Yarb
.
This
caused
Kostanzhoglo
to
realise
that
bedtime
really
had
arrived
;
wherefore
,
after
he
had
shaken
Platon
out
of
his
slumbers
,
and
bidden
Chichikov
good
night
,
all
dispersed
to
their
several
chambers
,
and
became
plunged
in
sleep
.
All
,
that
is
to
say
,
except
Chichikov
,
whose
thoughts
remained
wakeful
,
and
who
kept
wondering
and
wondering
how
best
he
could
become
the
owner
,
not
of
a
fictitious
,
but
of
a
real
,
estate
.
The
conversation
with
his
host
had
made
everything
clear
,
had
made
the
possibility
of
his
acquiring
riches
manifest
,
had
made
the
difficult
art
of
estate
management
at
once
easy
and
understandable
;
until
it
would
seem
as
though
particularly
was
his
nature
adapted
for
mastering
the
art
in
question
.
All
that
he
would
need
to
do
would
be
to
mortgage
the
dead
souls
,
and
then
to
set
up
a
genuine
establishment
.
Already
he
saw
himself
acting
and
administering
as
Kostanzhoglo
had
advised
him
--
energetically
,
and
through
personal
oversight
,
and
undertaking
nothing
new
until
the
old
had
been
thoroughly
learned
,
and
viewing
everything
with
his
own
eyes
,
and
making
himself
familiar
with
each
member
of
his
peasantry
,
and
abjuring
all
superfluities
,
and
giving
himself
up
to
hard
work
and
husbandry
Yes
,
already
could
he
taste
the
pleasure
which
would
be
his
when
he
had
built
up
a
complete
industrial
organisation
,
and
the
springs
of
the
industrial
machine
were
in
vigorous
working
order
,
and
each
had
become
able
to
reinforce
the
other
.
Labour
should
be
kept
in
active
operation
,
and
,
even
as
,
in
a
mill
,
flour
comes
flowing
from
grain
,
so
should
cash
,
and
yet
more
cash
,
come
flowing
from
every
atom
of
refuse
and
remnant
.
And
all
the
while
he
could
see
before
him
the
landowner
who
was
one
of
the
leading
men
in
Russia
,
and
for
whom
he
had
conceived
such
an
unbounded
respect
.
Hitherto
only
for
rank
or
for
opulence
had
Chichikov
respected
a
man
--
never
for
mere
intellectual
power
;
but
now
he
made
a
first
exception
in
favour
of
Kostanzhoglo
,
seeing
that
he
felt
that
nothing
undertaken
by
his
host
could
possibly
come
to
naught
.
And
another
project
which
was
occupying
Chichikov
's
mind
was
the
project
of
purchasing
the
estate
of
a
certain
landowner
named
Khlobuev
.
Already
Chichikov
had
at
his
disposal
ten
thousand
roubles
,
and
a
further
fifteen
thousand
he
would
try
and
borrow
of
Kostanzhoglo
(
seeing
that
the
latter
had
himself
said
that
he
was
prepared
to
help
any
one
who
really
desired
to
grow
rich
)
;
while
,
as
for
the
remainder
,
he
would
either
raise
the
sum
by
mortgaging
the
estate
or
force
Khlobuev
to
wait
for
it
--
just
to
tell
him
to
resort
to
the
courts
if
such
might
be
his
pleasure
.
Long
did
our
hero
ponder
the
scheme
;
until
at
length
the
slumber
which
had
,
these
four
hours
past
,
been
holding
the
rest
of
the
household
in
its
embraces
enfolded
also
Chichikov
,
and
he
sank
into
oblivion
.
Next
day
,
with
Platon
and
Constantine
,
Chichikov
set
forth
to
interview
Khlobuev
,
the
owner
whose
estate
Constantine
had
consented
to
help
Chichikov
to
purchase
with
a
non-interest-bearing
,
uncovenanted
loan
of
ten
thousand
roubles
.
Naturally
,
our
hero
was
in
the
highest
of
spirits
.
For
the
first
fifteen
versts
or
so
the
road
led
through
forest
land
and
tillage
belonging
to
Platon
and
his
brother-in-law
;
but
directly
the
limit
of
these
domains
was
reached
,
forest
land
began
to
be
replaced
with
swamp
,
and
tillage
with
waste
.
Also
,
the
village
in
Khlobuev
's
estate
had
about
it
a
deserted
air
,
and
as
for
the
proprietor
himself
,
he
was
discovered
in
a
state
of
drowsy
dishevelment
,
having
not
long
left
his
bed
.
A
man
of
about
forty
,
he
had
his
cravat
crooked
,
his
frockcoat
adorned
with
a
large
stain
,
and
one
of
his
boots
worn
through
.
Nevertheless
he
seemed
delighted
to
see
his
visitors
.
"
What
?
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
Constantine
Thedorovitch
and
Platon
Mikhalitch
?
Really
I
must
rub
my
eyes
!
Never
again
in
this
world
did
I
look
to
see
callers
arriving
.
As
a
rule
,
folk
avoid
me
like
the
devil
,
for
they
can
not
disabuse
their
minds
of
the
idea
that
I
am
going
to
ask
them
for
a
loan
.
Yes
,
it
is
my
own
fault
,
I
know
,
but
what
would
you
?
To
the
end
will
swine
cheat
swine
.
Pray
excuse
my
costume
.
You
will
observe
that
my
boots
are
in
holes
.
But
how
can
I
afford
to
get
them
mended
?
"
"
Never
mind
,
"
said
Constantine
.
"
We
have
come
on
business
only
.
May
I
present
to
you
a
possible
purchaser
of
your
estate
,
in
the
person
of
Paul
Ivanovitch
Chichikov
?
"
