And the porter swore at me, and the other porter swore, too, and the porter's wife came out, and swore at us, too; and a gentleman came into the entry with a lady, and he swore at us, too, for Dmitri and I lay right across the way.

I got hold of Dmitri's hair and knocked him down and began beating him.

And Dmitri, too, caught me by the hair and began beating me.

But we did it all not for temper but in a friendly way, for sport.

And then Dmitri escaped and ran into the street, and I ran after him; but I did not catch him, and went back to the flat alone; I had to clear up my things.