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"
Make
no
difficulty
about
it
,
I
pray
,
"
urged
Chichikov
.
"
I
beg
of
you
to
make
no
difficulty
about
it
,
but
to
pass
into
the
room
.
"
"
Pardon
me
,
I
will
not
.
Never
could
I
allow
so
distinguished
and
so
welcome
a
guest
as
yourself
to
take
second
place
.
"
"
Why
call
me
'
distinguished
,
'
my
dear
sir
?
I
beg
of
you
to
proceed
.
"
"
Nay
;
be
YOU
pleased
to
do
so
.
"
"
And
why
?
"
"
For
the
reason
which
I
have
stated
.
"
And
Manilov
smiled
his
very
pleasantest
smile
.
Finally
the
pair
entered
simultaneously
and
sideways
;
with
the
result
that
they
jostled
one
another
not
a
little
in
the
process
.
"
Allow
me
to
present
to
you
my
wife
,
"
continued
Manilov
.
"
My
dear
--
Paul
Ivanovitch
.
"
Upon
that
Chichikov
caught
sight
of
a
lady
whom
hitherto
he
had
overlooked
,
but
who
,
with
Manilov
,
was
now
bowing
to
him
in
the
doorway
.
Not
wholly
of
unpleasing
exterior
,
she
was
dressed
in
a
well-fitting
,
high-necked
morning
dress
of
pale-coloured
silk
;
and
as
the
visitor
entered
the
room
her
small
white
hands
threw
something
upon
the
table
and
clutched
her
embroidered
skirt
before
rising
from
the
sofa
where
she
had
been
seated
.
Not
without
a
sense
of
pleasure
did
Chichikov
take
her
hand
as
,
lisping
a
little
,
she
declared
that
she
and
her
husband
were
equally
gratified
by
his
coming
,
and
that
,
of
late
,
not
a
day
had
passed
without
her
husband
recalling
him
to
mind
.
