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"I should think so; and yet a General Kobelev they could not find

while I was there. Well, it's a long story. But as soon as I did

land on this place, I soon got to know all your affairs--all,

all, brother, I know everything; Nastasya here will tell you. I

made the acquaintance of Nikodim Fomitch and Ilya Petrovitch, and

the house-porter and Mr. Zametov, Alexandr Grigorievitch, the

head clerk in the police office, and, last, but not least, of

Pashenka; Nastasya here knows...."

"He's got round her," Nastasya murmured, smiling slyly.

"Why don't you put the sugar in your tea, Nastasya Nikiforovna?"

"You are a one!" Nastasya cried suddenly, going off into a

giggle. "I am not Nikiforovna, but Petrovna," she added suddenly,

recovering from her mirth.