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"
But
I
DID
"
reiterated
Nozdrev
.
"
However
,
let
me
show
you
the
boundary
where
my
lands
come
to
an
end
.
"
So
saying
,
he
started
to
conduct
his
guests
across
a
field
which
consisted
mostly
of
moleheaps
,
and
in
which
the
party
had
to
pick
their
way
between
strips
of
ploughed
land
and
of
harrowed
.
Soon
Chichikov
began
to
feel
weary
,
for
the
terrain
was
so
low-lying
that
in
many
spots
water
could
be
heard
squelching
underfoot
,
and
though
for
a
while
the
visitors
watched
their
feet
,
and
stepped
carefully
,
they
soon
perceived
that
such
a
course
availed
them
nothing
,
and
took
to
following
their
noses
,
without
either
selecting
or
avoiding
the
spots
where
the
mire
happened
to
be
deeper
or
the
reverse
.
At
length
,
when
a
considerable
distance
had
been
covered
,
they
caught
sight
of
a
boundary-post
and
a
narrow
ditch
.
"
That
is
the
boundary
,
"
said
Nozdrev
.
"
Everything
that
you
see
on
this
side
of
the
post
is
mine
,
as
well
as
the
forest
on
the
other
side
of
it
,
and
what
lies
beyond
the
forest
.
"
"
WHEN
did
that
forest
become
yours
?
"
asked
the
brother-in-law
.
"
It
can
not
be
long
since
you
purchased
it
,
for
it
never
USED
to
be
yours
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
is
n't
long
since
I
purchased
it
,
"
said
Nozdrev
.
"
How
long
?
"
"
How
long
?
Why
,
I
purchased
it
three
days
ago
,
and
gave
a
pretty
sum
for
it
,
as
the
devil
knows
!
"
"
Indeed
!
Why
,
three
days
ago
you
were
at
the
fair
?
"
"
Wiseacre
!
Can
not
one
be
at
a
fair
and
buy
land
at
the
same
time
?
Yes
,
I
WAS
at
the
fair
,
and
my
steward
bought
the
land
in
my
absence
.
"
