"What a dangerous man!"
"So," continued Sasha, pulling a revolver from his pocket and examining it. "To-morrow morning you are each of you to get down to business, do you hear? And bear in mind that now you will all have more to do than before. Part of us will have to go to St. Petersburg. That's number one. Secondly, this is the very time that you'll have to keep your eyes and ears particularly wide open, because people will begin to babble all sorts of nonsense in regard to this affair. The revolutionists will not be so careful now, you understand?"
Handsome Grokhotov drew a loud breath and said:
"We understand, never mind! If it's true that the Japs gave such large sums of money, that explains it, of course."
"Without any explanation it's very hard," said someone.
"Ye-e-e-s."
"People cry, 'What does it mean?' And they give you poisonous talk, and you don't know how to answer back."
"The people are very much interested in this revolt."
All these remarks were made in an indolent, bloodless fashion and with an air of constraint.
"Well, now you know what you are about, and how you should reply to the fools," said Sasha angrily. "And if some donkey should begin to bray, take him by the neck, whistle for a policeman, and off with him to the police station. There they have instructions as to what's to be done with such people. Ho, Viekov, or somebody, ring the bell and order some Selters."