"Sidewise, lay him in sidewise, eh?"
"Don't make such a fuss, boys," said the old man calmly.
The fellow who held the head of the body snuffled, and said:
"It's a spy, Uncle Fiodor."
"A dead man is nobody," observed the humpback didactically, walking up to them. The fellows grew silent, continuing to squeeze the springy tawny body into the narrow short coffin.
"You fools, get another coffin," said the humpback, angrily.
"It's all the same," said one, and the other added grimly, "He's not a great gentleman."
Yevsey left the court carrying in his soul a bitter humiliating feeling of insult in behalf of Zarubin. Behind him he clearly heard the hump-back say to the men as they bore off the body:
"Something wrong there, too. He came here, and says 'I know him.' Maybe he knows all about this affair."
The two men answered almost simultaneously: