Madam, you gave her ten roubles and she took it, because it was from _you,_ madam! Do you hear, madam?
From no one else in the world would this Marya Anonyma take it, or her grandfather, the officer killed in the Caucasus before the very eyes of Yermolov, would turn in his grave.

But from you, madam, from you she will take anything.
But with one hand she takes it, and with the other she holds out to you twenty roubles by way of subscription to one of the benevolent committees in Petersburg and Moscow, of which you are a member...

for you published yourself, madam, in the _Moscow News,_ that you are ready to receive subscriptions in our town, and that any one may subscribe...." The captain suddenly broke off; he breathed hard as though after some difficult achievement.

All he said about the benevolent society had probably been prepared beforehand, perhaps under Liputin's supervision.
He perspired more than ever; drops literally trickled down his temples.
Varvara Petrovna looked searchingly at him.
"The subscription list," she said severely, "is always downstairs in charge of my porter.

There you can enter your subscriptions if you wish to.