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"
Why
should
he
need
continual
surveillance
to
keep
him
from
degenerating
into
a
drunkard
and
a
good-for-nothing
?
"
"
The
cause
is
lack
of
enlightenment
,
"
said
Chichikov
.
"
Possibly
--
only
God
knows
.
Yet
enlightenment
has
reached
us
right
enough
.
Do
we
not
attend
university
lectures
and
everything
else
that
is
befitting
?
Take
my
own
education
.
I
learnt
not
only
the
usual
things
,
but
also
the
art
of
spending
money
upon
the
latest
refinement
,
the
latest
amenity
--
the
art
of
familiarising
oneself
with
whatsoever
money
can
buy
.
How
,
then
,
can
it
be
said
that
I
was
educated
foolishly
?
And
my
comrades
'
education
was
the
same
.
A
few
of
them
succeeded
in
annexing
the
cream
of
things
,
for
the
reason
that
they
had
the
wit
to
do
so
,
and
the
rest
spent
their
time
in
doing
their
best
to
ruin
their
health
and
squander
their
money
.
Often
I
think
there
is
no
hope
for
the
present-day
Russian
.
While
desiring
to
do
everything
,
he
accomplishes
nothing
.
One
day
he
will
scheme
to
begin
a
new
mode
of
existence
,
a
new
dietary
;
yet
before
evening
he
will
have
so
over-eaten
himself
as
to
be
unable
to
speak
or
do
aught
but
sit
staring
like
an
owl
.
The
same
with
every
one
.
"
"
Quite
so
,
"
agreed
Chichikov
with
a
smile
.
"'
Tis
everywhere
the
same
story
.
"
"
To
tell
the
truth
,
we
are
not
born
to
common
sense
.
I
doubt
whether
Russia
has
ever
produced
a
really
sensible
man
.
For
my
own
part
,
if
I
see
my
neighbour
living
a
regular
life
,
and
making
money
,
and
saving
it
,
I
begin
to
distrust
him
,
and
to
feel
certain
that
in
old
age
,
if
not
before
,
he
too
will
be
led
astray
by
the
devil
--
led
astray
in
a
moment
.
Yes
,
whether
or
not
we
be
educated
,
there
is
something
we
lack
.
But
what
that
something
is
passes
my
understanding
.
"
On
the
return
journey
the
prospect
was
the
same
as
before
.
Everywhere
the
same
slovenliness
,
the
same
disorder
,
was
displaying
itself
unadorned
:
the
only
difference
being
that
a
fresh
puddle
had
formed
in
the
middle
of
the
village
street
.
This
want
and
neglect
was
noticeable
in
the
peasants
'
quarters
equally
with
the
quarters
of
the
barin
.
In
the
village
a
furious
woman
in
greasy
sackcloth
was
beating
a
poor
young
wench
within
an
ace
of
her
life
,
and
at
the
same
time
devoting
some
third
person
to
the
care
of
all
the
devils
in
hell
;
further
away
a
couple
of
peasants
were
stoically
contemplating
the
virago
--
one
scratching
his
rump
as
he
did
so
,
and
the
other
yawning
.
The
same
yawn
was
discernible
in
the
buildings
,
for
not
a
roof
was
there
but
had
a
gaping
hole
in
it
.
As
he
gazed
at
the
scene
Platon
himself
yawned
.
Patch
was
superimposed
upon
patch
,
and
,
in
place
of
a
roof
,
one
hut
had
a
piece
of
wooden
fencing
,
while
its
crumbling
window-frames
were
stayed
with
sticks
purloined
from
the
barin
's
barn
.
Evidently
the
system
of
upkeep
in
vogue
was
the
system
employed
in
the
case
of
Trishkin
's
coat
--
the
system
of
cutting
up
the
cuffs
and
the
collar
into
mendings
for
the
elbows
.
"
No
,
I
do
not
admire
your
way
of
doing
things
,
"
was
Chichikov
's
unspoken
comment
when
the
inspection
had
been
concluded
and
the
party
had
re-entered
the
house
.
Everywhere
in
the
latter
the
visitors
were
struck
with
the
way
in
which
poverty
went
with
glittering
,
fashionable
profusion
.
On
a
writing-table
lay
a
volume
of
Shakespeare
,
and
,
on
an
occasional
table
,
a
carved
ivory
back-scratcher
.
The
hostess
,
too
,
was
elegantly
and
fashionably
attired
,
and
devoted
her
whole
conversation
to
the
town
and
the
local
theatre
.
Lastly
,
the
children
--
bright
,
merry
little
things
--
were
well-dressed
both
as
regards
boys
and
girls
.
Yet
far
better
would
it
have
been
for
them
if
they
had
been
clad
in
plain
striped
smocks
,
and
running
about
the
courtyard
like
peasant
children
.
Presently
a
visitor
arrived
in
the
shape
of
a
chattering
,
gossiping
woman
;
whereupon
the
hostess
carried
her
off
to
her
own
portion
of
the
house
,
and
,
the
children
following
them
,
the
men
found
themselves
alone
.
"
How
much
do
you
want
for
the
property
?
"
asked
Chichikov
of
Khlobuev
.
"
I
am
afraid
I
must
request
you
to
name
the
lowest
possible
sum
,
since
I
find
the
estate
in
a
far
worse
condition
than
I
had
expected
to
do
.
"
