He wrote letters to me in the old days, he has been in my house.
I should like you to dress better, Stepan Trofimovitch; you're growing more slovenly every day....

Oh, how you torment me! What are you reading now ?" "I...

I..." "I understand.

The same as ever, friends and drinking, the club and cards, and the reputation of an atheist.

I don't like that reputation, Stepan Trofimovitch; I don't care for you to be called an atheist, particularly now.