Open the door!" he roared savagely all of a sudden, and he began furiously banging with his fists again.
"Go to hell!" Shatov roared suddenly..
"S-s-slave! Bond-slave, and your sister's a slave, a bondswoman...

a th...

th...

ief!" "And you sold your sister." "That's a lie! I put up with the libel though.

I could with one word...
do you understand what she is ?" "What ?" Shatov at once drew near the door inquisitively.
"But will you understand ?" "Yes, I shall understand, tell me what ?" "I'm not afraid to say! I'm never afraid to say anything in public!..." "You not afraid?
A likely story," said Shatov, taunting him, and nodding to me to listen.
"Me afraid ?" "Yes, I think you are." "Me afraid ?" "Well then, tell away if you're not afraid of your master's whip....
You're a coward, though you are a captain!" "I...