But Lebyadkin is cunning, madam! And in vain a malignant wolf sits over him every minute, filling his glass and waiting for the end.

Lebyadkin won't blab.

And at the bottom of the bottle he always finds instead Lebyadkin's cunning.

But enough, oh, enough, madam! Your splendid halls might belong to the noblest in the land, but the cockroach will not complain.

Observe that, observe that he does not complain, and recognise his noble spirit!" At that instant a bell rang downstairs from the porter's room, and almost at the same moment Alexey Yegorytch appeared in response to Stepan Trofimovitch's ring, which he had somewhat delayed answering.