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 servants is sixty; but she calls them all 'young fellows;' and if a guest happens to offend her during dinner; she orders them to leave him out when handing out the dishes。 THERE'S a woman for you!〃

Platon laughed。

〃And what may her family name be?〃 asked Chichikov。 〃And where does she live?〃

〃She lives in the county town; and her name is Alexandra Ivanovna Khanasarov。〃

〃Then why do you not apply to her?〃 asked Platon earnestly。 〃It seems to me that; once she realised the position of your family; she could not possibly refuse you。〃

〃Alas! nothing is to be looked for from that quarter;〃 replied Khlobuev。 〃My aunt is of a very stubborn dispositiona perfect stone of a woman。 Moreover; she has around her a sufficient band of favourites already。 In particular is there a fellow who is aiming for a Governorship; and to that end has managed to insinuate himself into the circle of her kinsfolk。 By the way;〃 the speaker added; turning to Platon; 〃would you do me a favour? Next week I am giving a dinner to the associated guilds of the town。〃

Platon stared。 He had been unaware that both in our capitals and in our provincial towns there exists a class of men whose lives are an enigmamen who; though they will seem to have exhausted their substance; and to have become enmeshed in debt; will suddenly be reported as in funds; and on the point of giving a dinner! And though; at this dinner; the guests will declare that the festival is bound to be their host's last fling; and that for a certainty he will be haled to prison on the morrow; ten years or more will elapse; and the rascal will still be at liberty; even though; in the meanwhile; his debts will have increased!

In the same way did the conduct of Khlobuev's menage afford a curious phenomenon; for one day the house would be the scene of a solemn Te Deum; performed by a priest in vestments; and the next of a stage play performed by a troupe of French actors in theatrical costume。 Again; one day would see not a morsel of bread in the house; and the next day a banquet and generous largesse given to a party of artists and sculptors。 During these seasons of scarcity (sufficiently severe to have led any one but Khlobuev to seek suicide by hanging or shooting); the master of the house would be preserved from rash action by his strongly religious disposition; which; contriving in some curious way to conform with his irregular mode of life; enabled him to fall back upon reading the lives of saints; ascetics; and others of the type which has risen superior to its misfortunes。 And at such times his spirit would become softened; his thoughts full of gentleness; and his eyes wet with tears; he would fall to saying his prayers; and invariably some strange coincidence would bring an answer thereto in the shape of an unexpected measure of assistance。 That is to say; some former friend of his would remember him; and send him a trifle in the way of money; or else some female visitor would be moved by his story to let her impulsive; generous heart proffer him a handsome gift; or else a suit whereof tidings had never even reached his ears would end by being decided in his favour。 And when that happened he would reverently acknowledge the immensity of the mercy of Providence; gratefully tender thanksgiving for the same; and betake himself again to his irregular mode of existence。

〃Somehow I feel sorry for the man;〃 said Platon when he and Chichikov had taken leave of their host; and left the house。

〃Perhaps so; but he is a hopeless prodigal;〃 replied the other。 〃Personally I find it impossible to compassionate such fellows。〃

And with that the pair ceased to devote another thought to Khlobuev。 In the case of Platon; this was because he contemplated the fortunes of his fellows with the lethargic; half…somnolent eye which he turned upon all the rest of the world; for though the sight of distress of others would cause his heart to contract and feel full of sympathy; the impression thus produced never sank into the depths of his being。 Accordingly; before many minutes were over he had ceased to bestow a single thought upon his late host。 With Chichikov; however; things were different。 Whereas Platon had ceased to think of Khlobuev no more than he had ceased to think of himself; Chichikov's mind had strayed elsewhere; for the reason that it had become taken up with grave meditation on the subject of the purchase just made。 Suddenly finding himself no longer a fictitious proprietor; but the owner of a real; an actually existing; estate; he became contemplative; and his plans and ideas assumed such a serious vein as imparted to his features an unconsciously important air。

〃Patience and hard work!〃 he muttered to himself。 〃The thing will not be difficult; for with those two requisites I have been familiar from the days of my swaddling clothes。 Yes; no novelty will they be to me。 Yet; in middle age; shall I be able to compass the patience whereof I was capable in my youth?〃

However; no matter how he regarded the future; and no matter from what point of view he considered his recent acquisition; he could see nothing but advantage likely to accrue from the bargain。 For one thing; he might be able to proceed so that; first the whole of the estate should be mortgaged; and then the better portions of land sold outright。 Or he might so contrive matters as to manage the property for a while (and thus become a landowner like Kostanzhoglo; whose advice; as his neighbour and his benefactor; he intended always to follow); and then to dispose of the property by private treaty (provided he did not wish to continue his ownership); and still to retain in his hands the dead and abandoned souls。 And another possible coup occurred to his mind。 That is to say; he might contrive to withdraw from the district without having repaid Kostanzhoglo at all! Truly a splendid idea! Yet it is only fair to say that the idea was not one of Chichikov's own conception。 Rather; it had presented itselfmocking; laughing; and winkingunbidden。 Yet the impudent; the wanton thing! Who is the procreator of suddenly born ideas of the kind? The thought that he was now a real; an actual; proprietor instead of a fictitiousthat he was now a proprietor of real land; real rights of timber and pasture; and real serfs who existed not only in the imagination; but also in veritable actualitygreatly elated our hero。 So he took to dancing up and down in his seat; to rubbing his hands together; to winking at himself; to holding his fist; trumpet…wise; to his mouth (while making believe to execute a march); and even to uttering aloud such encouraging nicknames and phrases as 〃bulldog〃 and 〃little fat capon。〃 Then suddenly recollecting that he was not alone; he hastened to moderate his behaviour and endeavoured to stifle the endless flow of his good spirits; with the result that when Platon; mistaking certain sounds for utterances addressed to himself; inquired what his companion had said; the latter retained the presence of mind to reply 〃Nothing。〃

Presently; as Chichikov gazed about him; he saw that for some time past the koliaska had been skirting a beautiful wood; and that on either side the road was bordered with an edging of birch trees; the tenderly…green; recently…opened leaves of which caused their tall; slender trunks to show up with the whiteness of a snowdrift。 Likewise nightingales were warbling from the recesses of the foliage; and some wood tulips were glowing yellow in the grass。 Next (and almost before Chichikov had realised how he came to be in such a beautiful spot when; but a moment before; there had been visible only open fields) there glimmered among the trees the stony whiteness of a church; with; on the further side of it; the intermittent; foliage…buried line of a fence; while from the upper end of a village street there was advancing to meet the vehicle a gentleman with a cap on his head; a knotted cudgel in his hands; and a slender…limbed English dog by his side。

〃This is my brother;〃 said Platon。 〃Stop; coachman。〃 And he descended from the koliaska; while Chichikov followed his example。 Yarb and the strange dog saluted one another; and then the active; thin…legged; slender…tongued Azor relinquished his licking of Y

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