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your friendship for him. And you can allow yourself to hu-
       miliate so thoroughly honest a man!’
         ‘Thoroughly  honest,  quite  so,  prince,  thoroughly  hon-
       est!’ said Lebedeff, with flashing eyes. ‘And only you, prince,
       could have found so very appropriate an expression. I hon-
       our you for it, prince. Very well, that’s settled; I shall find
       the purse now and not tomorrow. Here, I find it and take
       it out before your eyes! And the money is all right. Take
       it, prince, and keep it till tomorrow, will you? Tomorrow
       or next day I’ll take it back again. I think, prince, that the
       night after its disappearance it was buried under a bush in
       the garden. So I believe—what do you think of that?’
         ‘Well, take care you don’t tell him to his face that you
       have found the purse. Simply let him see that it is no longer
       in the lining of your coat, and form his own conclusions.’
         ‘Do you think so? Had I not just better tell him I have
       found it, and pretend I never guessed where it was?’
         ‘No, I don’t think so,’ said the prince, thoughtfully; ‘it’s
       too  late  for  that—that  would  be  dangerous  now.  No,  no!
       Better say nothing about it. Be nice with him, you know,
       but don’t show him —oh, YOU know well enough—‘
         ‘I know, prince, of course I know, but I’m afraid I shall
       not carry it out; for to do so one needs a heart like your
       own. He is so very irritable just now, and so proud. At one
       moment he will embrace me, and the next he flies out at
       me and sneers at me, and then I stick the lining forward
       on purpose. Well, au revoir, prince, I see I am keeping you,
       and boring you, too, interfering with your most interesting
       private reflections.’
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