He has got room number sixteen." "A lieutenant ?" "Yes.

He came from Riazan, driving three grey horses." On entering his room, Chichikov clapped his hand to his nose, and asked his valet why he had never had the windows opened.
"But I did have them opened," replied Petrushka.

Nevertheless this was a lie, as Chichikov well knew, though he was too tired to contest the point.

After ordering and consuming a light supper of sucking pig, he undressed, plunged beneath the bedclothes, and sank into the profound slumber which comes only to such fortunate folk as are troubled neither with mosquitoes nor fleas nor excessive activity of brain..