So saying, she closes her eyes. I cannot say that there was not much charm in those tricks of hers. I promise to come; and I conduct my future family to the groundfloor.
Returning, I find Antek looking awry and distrustfully on a whole package of hundred ruble notes which are lying on the table.
"What is that?"
"Dost know what has happened?"
"I do not."
"I, like a common thief, robbed a man."
"How?"
"I sold him my corpses."
"And is that the money?"
"It is; I am a low usurer."