"Well, take it," he added, slipping the money into the other's outstretched palm.
"Thank you," said the Cossack.

"You are not so bad as you look, Dumnoff.
Good-night." He was gone in a moment.
Dumnoff stared at the door through which he had disappeared.
"After all," he muttered, discontentedly, "he could not have taken it by force.

I wonder why I was such a fool as to give it to him!" "I tell you," said Akulina to her husband as Schmidt passed through the outer shop, "that he will end by costing us so much in money lent, and squandered in charity, that the business will go to dust and feathers! I am only a weak woman, Christian Gregorovitch, but I have four children--" The Cossack heard no more, for he closed the street door behind him and returned to Vjera's side.

She was standing as he had left her, absorbed in the contemplation of the financial crisis.
"Five more," said he, giving her the silver.

"That is one half.