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"
Once
before
did
I
spare
you
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
allow
you
to
remain
in
the
town
when
you
ought
to
have
been
in
prison
:
yet
your
only
return
for
my
clemency
has
been
to
revert
to
a
career
of
fraud
--
and
of
fraud
as
dishonourable
as
ever
a
man
engaged
in
.
"
"
To
what
dishonourable
fraud
do
you
refer
,
your
Highness
?
"
asked
Chichikov
,
trembling
from
head
to
foot
.
The
Prince
approached
,
and
looked
him
straight
in
the
eyes
.
"
Let
me
tell
you
,
"
he
said
,
"
that
the
woman
whom
you
induced
to
witness
a
certain
will
has
been
arrested
,
and
that
you
will
be
confronted
with
her
.
"
The
world
seemed
suddenly
to
grow
dim
before
Chichikov
's
sight
.
"
Your
Highness
,
"
he
gasped
,
"
I
will
tell
you
the
whole
truth
,
and
nothing
but
the
truth
.
I
am
guilty
--
yes
,
I
am
guilty
;
but
I
am
not
so
guilty
as
you
think
,
for
I
was
led
away
by
rascals
.
"
"
That
any
one
can
have
led
you
away
is
impossible
,
"
retorted
the
Prince
.
"
Recorded
against
your
name
there
stand
more
felonies
than
even
the
most
hardened
liar
could
have
invented
.
I
believe
that
never
in
your
life
have
you
done
a
deed
not
innately
dishonourable
--
that
not
a
kopeck
have
you
ever
obtained
by
aught
but
shameful
methods
of
trickery
and
theft
,
the
penalty
for
which
is
Siberia
and
the
knut
.
But
enough
of
this
!
From
this
room
you
will
be
conveyed
to
prison
,
where
,
with
other
rogues
and
thieves
,
you
will
be
confined
until
your
trial
may
come
on
.
And
this
is
lenient
treatment
on
my
part
,
for
you
are
worse
,
far
worse
,
than
the
felons
who
will
be
your
companions
.
THEY
are
but
poor
men
in
smocks
and
sheepskins
,
whereas
YOU
--
"
Without
concluding
his
words
,
the
Prince
shot
a
glance
at
Chichikov
's
smoked-grey-shot-with-flame-colour
apparel
.
Then
he
touched
a
bell
.
"
Your
Highness
,
"
cried
Chichikov
,
"
have
mercy
upon
me
!
You
are
the
father
of
a
family
!
Spare
me
for
the
sake
of
my
aged
mother
!
"
