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The Idiot
who was lying there sleeping like a top. Well, we searched his clothes thoroughly, and not a farthing did we find; in fact, his pockets all had holes in them. We found a dirty handkerchief, and a loveletter from some scullery-maid. The general decided that he was in-nocent. We awoke him for further inquiries, and had the greatest dificulty in making him understand what was up. He opened his mouth and stared—he looked so stupid and so absurdly innocent. It wasn’t Keller.’
‘Oh, I’m so glad!’ said the prince, joyfully. ‘I was so afraid.’
‘Afraid! Then you had some grounds for supposing he might be the culprit?’ said Lebedeff, frowning.
‘Oh no—not a bit! It was foolish of me to say I was afraid!

Don’t repeat it please, Lebedeff, don’t tell anyone I said that!’
‘My dear prince! your words lie in the lowest depth of my heart— it is their tomb!’ said Lebedeff, solemnly, pressing his hat to the region of his heart.
‘Thanks; very well. Then I suppose it’s Ferdishenko; that is, I mean, you suspect Ferdishenko?’
‘Whom else?’ said Lebedeff, softly, gazing intently into the prince s face.
‘Of course—quite so, whom else? But what are the proofs?’
‘We have evidence. In the first place, his mysterious dis-appearance at seven o’clock, or even earlier.’
‘I know, Colia told me that he had said he was off to—I forget the name, some friend of his, to finish the night.’
‘H’m! then Colia has spoken to you already?’ ‘Not about the theft.’
‘He does not know of it; I have kept it a secret. Very well, Ferdishenko went off to Wilkin’s. That is not so curious in itself, but here the evidence opens out further. He left his address, you see, when he went. Now prince, consider, why did he leave his address? Why do you suppose he went out of his way to tell Colia that he had gone to Wilkin’s? Who cared to know that he was going to Wilkin’s? No, no! prince, this is finesse, thieves’ finesse! This is as good as saying, ‘There, how can I be a thief when I leave my address? I’m not concealing my movements as a thief would.’ Do you under-stand, prince?’
‘Oh yes, but that is not enough.’

‘Second proof. The scent turns out to be false, and the ad-dress given is a sham. An hour after—that is at about eight, I went to Wilkin’s myself, and there was no trace of Ferdish-enko. The maid did tell me, certainly, that an hour or so since someone had been hammering at the door, and had smashed the bell; she said she would not open the door be-cause she didn’t want to wake her master; probably she was too lazy to get up herself. Such phenomena are met with oc-casionally!’
‘But is that all your evidence? It is not enough!’
‘Well, prince, whom are we to suspect, then? Consider!’ said Lebedeff with almost servile amiability, smiling at the prince. There was a look of cunning in his eyes, however.
‘You should search your room and all the cupboards again,’ said the prince, after a moment or two of silent re-flection.
‘But I have done so, my dear prince!’ said Lebedeff, more sweetly than ever.
‘H’m! why must you needs go up and change your coat like that?’ asked the prince, banging the table with his fist, in annoyance.
‘Oh, don’t be so worried on my account, prince! I assure you I am not worth it! At least, not I alone. But I see you are suffering on behalf of the criminal too, for wretched Fer-dishenko, in fact!’
‘Of course you have given me a disagreeable enough thing to think about,’ said the prince, irritably, ‘but what are you going to do, since you are so sure it was Ferdishenko?’
‘But who else COULD it be, my very dear prince?’ repeat-

ed Lebedeff, as sweet as sugar again. ‘If you don’t wish me to suspect Mr. Burdovsky?’
‘Of course not.’
‘Nor the general? Ha, ha, ha!’
‘Nonsense!’ said the prince, angrily, turning round upon him.
‘Quite so, nonsense! Ha, ha, ha! dear me! He did amuse me, did the general! We went off on the hot scent to Wilkin’s together, you know; but I must first observe that the general was even more thunderstruck than I myself this morning, when I awoke him after discovering the theft; so much so that his very face changed—he grew red and then pale, and at length flew into a paroxysm of such noble wrath that I assure you I was quite surprised! He is a most generous-hearted man! He tells lies by the thousands, I know, but it is merely a weakness; he is a man of the highest feelings; a simple-minded man too, and a man who carries the con-viction of innocence in his very appearance. I love that man, sir; I may have told you so before; it is a weakness of mine. Well—he suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, opened out his coat and bared his breast. ‘Search me,’ he says, ‘you searched Keller; why don’t you search me too? It is only fair!’ says he. And all the while his legs and hands were trembling with anger, and he as white as a sheet all over! So I said to him, ‘Nonsense, general; if anybody but yourself had said that to me, I’d have taken my head, my own head, and put it on a large dish and carried it round to anyone who suspected you; and I should have said: ‘There, you see that head? It’s my head, and I’ll go bail with that

head for him! Yes, and walk through the fire for him, too. There,’ says I, ‘that’s how I’d answer for you, general!’ Then he embraced me, in the middle of the street, and hugged me so tight (crying over me all the while) that I coughed fit to choke! ‘You are the one friend left to me amid all my misfortunes,’ says he. Oh, he’s a man of sentiment, that! He went on to tell me a story of how he had been accused, or suspected, of stealing five hundred thousand roubles once, as a young man; and how, the very next day, he had rushed into a burning, blazing house and saved the very count who suspected him, and Nina Alexandrovna (who was then a young girl), from a fiery death. The count embraced him, and that was how he came to marry Nina Alexandrovna, he said. As for the money, it was found among the ruins next day in an English iron box with a secret lock; it had got under the floor somehow, and if it had not been for the fire it would never have been found! The whole thing is, of course, an absolute fabrication, though when he spoke of Nina Alexandrovna he wept! She’s a grand woman, is Nina Alexandrovna, though she is very angry with me!’
‘Are you acquainted with her?’
‘Well, hardly at all. I wish I were, if only for the sake of jus-tifying myself in her eyes. Nina Alexandrovna has a grudge against me for, as she thinks, encouraging her husband in drinking; whereas in reality I not only do not encourage him, but I actually keep him out of harm’s way, and out of bad company. Besides, he’s my friend, prince, so that I shall not lose sight of him, again. Where he goes, I go. He’s quite given up visiting the captain’s widow, though sometimes he

thinks sadly of her, especially in the morning, when he’s putting on his boots. I don’t know why it’s at that time. But he has no money, and it’s no use his going to see her without. Has he borrowed any money from you, prince?’
‘No, he has not.’
‘Ah, he’s ashamed to! He MEANT to ask you, I know, for he said so. I suppose he thinks that as you gave him some once (you remember), you would probably refuse if he asked you again.’
‘Do you ever give him money?’
‘Prince! Money! Why I would give that man not only my money, but my very life, if he wanted it. Well, perhaps that’s exaggeration; not life, we’ll say, but some illness, a boil or a bad cough, or anything of that sort, I would stand with pleasure, for his sake; for I consider him a great man fall-en—money, indeed!’
‘H’m, then you DO give him money?’
‘N-no, I have never given him money, and he knows well that I will never give him any; because I am anxious to keep him out of intemperate ways. He is going to town with me now; for you must know I am off to Petersburg after Fer-dishenko, while the scent is hot; I’m certain he is there. I shall let the general go one way, while I go the other; we have so arranged matters in order to pop out upon Ferdish-enko, you see, from different sides. But I am going to follow that naughty old general and catch him, I know where, at a certain widow’s house; for I think it will be a good lesson, to put him to shame by catching him with the widow.’
‘Oh, Lebedeff, don’t, don’t make any scandal about it!’

said the prince, much agitated, and speaking in a low voice. ‘Not for the world, not for the world! I merely wish to
make him ashamed of himself. Oh, prince, great though this misfortune be to myself, I cannot help thinking of his morals! I have a great favour to ask of you, esteemed prince; I confess that it is the chief object of my visit. You know the Ivolgins, you have even lived in their house; so if you

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who was lying there sleeping like a top. Well, we searched his clothes thoroughly, and not a farthing did we find; in fact, his pockets all had holes in them.