"She is intelligent." "Clever, that's true! How cleverly she arranged that entertainment; there was an income of two thousand four hundred roubles, the expenses--one thousand nine hundred; the expenses really did not even amount to a thousand roubles, for everybody does everything for her for nothing.

Intelligent! She will educate you, and especially will those idlers that run around her." "They're not idlers, they are clever people!" replied Foma, angrily, contradicting himself now.

"And I learn from them.

What am I?
I know nothing.

What was I taught?
While there they speak of everything--and each one has his word to say.