Four hundred thousand rubles--they do not grow at the roadside." "But the rubles have not my name on them." "That may be, but we all--_they all_--know where they are likely to come from.

My dear Paul, you cannot keep up the farce any longer.

You are not an English gentleman who comes across here for sporting purposes; you do not live in the old Castle of Osterno three months in the year because you have a taste for mediaeval fortresses.

You are a Russian prince, and your estates are the happiest, the most enlightened in the empire.

That alone is suspicious.