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"
Does
it
matter
?
"
rejoined
Platon
.
"
I
forgot
to
send
you
word
,
and
we
have
been
no
further
than
Constantine
's
(
who
,
with
our
sister
,
sends
you
his
greeting
)
.
By
the
way
,
may
I
introduce
Paul
Ivanovitch
Chichikov
?
"
The
pair
shook
hands
with
one
another
.
Then
,
doffing
their
caps
,
they
embraced
.
"
What
sort
of
man
is
this
Chichikov
?
"
thought
Vassili
.
"
As
a
rule
my
brother
Platon
is
not
over-nice
in
his
choice
of
acquaintances
.
"
And
,
eyeing
our
hero
as
narrowly
as
civility
permitted
,
he
saw
that
his
appearance
was
that
of
a
perfectly
respectable
individual
.
Chichikov
returned
Vassili
's
scrutiny
with
a
similar
observance
of
the
dictates
of
civility
,
and
perceived
that
he
was
shorter
than
Platon
,
that
his
hair
was
of
a
darker
shade
,
and
that
his
features
,
though
less
handsome
,
contained
far
more
life
,
animation
,
and
kindliness
than
did
his
brother
's
.
Clearly
he
indulged
in
less
dreaming
,
though
that
was
an
aspect
which
Chichikov
little
regarded
.
"
I
have
made
up
my
mind
to
go
touring
our
Holy
Russia
with
Paul
Ivanovitch
,
"
said
Platon
.
"
Perhaps
it
will
rid
me
of
my
melancholy
.
"
"
What
has
made
you
come
to
such
a
sudden
decision
?
"
asked
the
perplexed
Vassili
(
very
nearly
he
added
:
"
Fancy
going
travelling
with
a
man
whose
acquaintance
you
have
just
made
,
and
who
may
turn
out
to
be
a
rascal
or
the
devil
knows
what
!
"
But
,
in
spite
of
his
distrust
,
he
contented
himself
with
another
covert
scrutiny
of
Chichikov
,
and
this
time
came
to
the
conclusion
that
there
was
no
fault
to
be
found
with
his
exterior
)
.
The
party
turned
to
the
right
,
and
entered
the
gates
of
an
ancient
courtyard
attached
to
an
old-fashioned
house
of
a
type
no
longer
built
--
the
type
which
has
huge
gables
supporting
a
high-pitched
roof
.
In
the
centre
of
the
courtyard
two
great
lime
trees
covered
half
the
surrounding
space
with
shade
,
while
beneath
them
were
ranged
a
number
of
wooden
benches
,
and
the
whole
was
encircled
with
a
ring
of
blossoming
lilacs
and
cherry
trees
which
,
like
a
beaded
necklace
,
reinforced
the
wooden
fence
,
and
almost
buried
it
beneath
their
clusters
of
leaves
and
flowers
.
The
house
,
too
,
stood
almost
concealed
by
this
greenery
,
except
that
the
front
door
and
the
windows
peered
pleasantly
through
the
foliage
,
and
that
here
and
there
between
the
stems
of
the
trees
there
could
be
caught
glimpses
of
the
kitchen
regions
,
the
storehouses
,
and
the
cellar
.
Lastly
,
around
the
whole
stood
a
grove
,
from
the
recesses
of
which
came
the
echoing
songs
of
nightingales
.
Involuntarily
the
place
communicated
to
the
soul
a
sort
of
quiet
,
restful
feeling
,
so
eloquently
did
it
speak
of
that
care-free
period
when
every
one
lived
on
good
terms
with
his
neighbour
,
and
all
was
simple
and
unsophisticated
.
Vassili
invited
Chichikov
to
seat
himself
,
and
the
party
approached
,
for
that
purpose
,
the
benches
under
the
lime
trees
;
after
which
a
youth
of
about
seventeen
,
and
clad
in
a
red
shirt
,
brought
decanters
containing
various
kinds
of
kvass
(
some
of
them
as
thick
as
syrup
,
and
others
hissing
like
aerated
lemonade
)
,
deposited
the
same
upon
the
table
,
and
,
taking
up
a
spade
which
he
had
left
leaning
against
a
tree
,
moved
away
towards
the
garden
.
The
reason
of
this
was
that
in
the
brothers
'
household
,
as
in
that
of
Kostanzhoglo
,
no
servants
were
kept
,
since
the
whole
staff
were
rated
as
gardeners
,
and
performed
that
duty
in
rotation
--
Vassili
holding
that
domestic
service
was
not
a
specialised
calling
,
but
one
to
which
any
one
might
contribute
a
hand
,
and
therefore
one
which
did
not
require
special
menials
to
be
kept
for
the
purpose
.
Moreover
,
he
held
that
the
average
Russian
peasant
remains
active
and
willing
(
rather
than
lazy
)
only
so
long
as
he
wears
a
shirt
and
a
peasant
's
smock
;
but
that
as
soon
as
ever
he
finds
himself
put
into
a
German
tailcoat
,
he
becomes
awkward
,
sluggish
,
indolent
,
disinclined
to
change
his
vest
or
take
a
bath
,
fond
of
sleeping
in
his
clothes
,
and
certain
to
breed
fleas
and
bugs
under
the
German
apparel
.
And
it
may
be
that
Vassili
was
right
.
At
all
events
,
the
brothers
'
peasantry
were
exceedingly
well
clad
--
the
women
,
in
particular
,
having
their
head-dresses
spangled
with
gold
,
and
the
sleeves
of
their
blouses
embroidered
after
the
fashion
of
a
Turkish
shawl
.
