Sit down." Pyotr Stepanovitch immediately lolled back on the sofa and drew his legs under him.
III "What sort of worries?
Surely not these trifles ?" He nodded towards the manifesto.

"I can bring you as many of them as you like; I made their acquaintance in X province." "You mean at the time you were staying there ?" "Of course, it was not in my absence.

I remember there was a hatchet printed at the top of it.

Allow me." (He took up the manifesto.) "Yes, there's the hatchet here too; that's it, the very same." "Yes, here's a hatchet.

You see, a hatchet." "Well, is it the hatchet that scares you ?" "No, it's not...