"What is it?"
"I have a report."
Maklakov waved him aside.
"Who wants to bother about reports to-day."
Yevsey drew still nearer, and asked:
"Timofey Vasilyevich, what does 'constitution' mean?"
"A different order of life," answered the spy in a low voice.
Solovyov, perspiring and red, came running up.
"Have you heard whether they are going to send us to St. Petersburg?"
"No, I haven't."