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alone; otherwise he would have behaved like a scoundrel in
       this matter. But I feel certain that he does not understand
       it! I was just the same myself before I went to Switzerland;
       I stammered incoherently; one tries to express oneself and
       cannot. I understand that. I am all the better able to pity
       Mr. Burdovsky, because I know from experience what it is
       to be like that, and so I have a right to speak. Well, though
       there  is  no  such  person  as  ‘Pavlicheff’s  son,’  and  it  is  all
       nothing but a humbug, yet I will keep to my decision, and
       I am prepared to give up ten thousand roubles in memory
       of Pavlicheff. Before Mr. Burdovsky made this claim, I pro-
       posed to found a school with this money, in memory of my
       benefactor, but I shall honour his memory quite as well by
       giving the ten thousand roubles to Mr. Burdovsky, because,
       though he was not Pavlicheff’s son, he was treated almost as
       though he were. That is what gave a rogue the opportunity
       of deceiving him; he really did think himself Pavlicheff’s
       son. Listen, gentlemen; this matter must be settled; keep
       calm; do not get angry; and sit down! Gavrila Ardaliono-
       vitch will explain everything to you at once, and I confess
       that I am very anxious to hear all the details myself. He says
       that he has even been to Pskoff to see your mother, Mr. Bur-
       dovsky; she is not dead, as the article which was just read to
       us makes out. Sit down, gentlemen, sit down!’
         The prince sat down, and at length prevailed upon Bur-
       dovsky’s  company  to  do  likewise.  During  the  last  ten  or
       twenty  minutes,  exasperated  by  continual  interruptions,
       he had raised his voice, and spoken with great vehemence.
       Now, no doubt, he bitterly regretted several words and ex-
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