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No, not big. How big, for instance? If you fold a hundred rouble note in half, that would be the size. Youd better show us the remains of it. You must have them somewhere. Damnation, what nonsense! I dont know where they are. But excuse me: where and when did you take it off your neck? According to your own evidence you didnt go home. When I was going from Fenyas to Perhotins, on the way I tore it off my neck and took out the money. In the dark? What should I want a light for? I did it with my fingers in one minute. Without scissors, in the street? In the market-place I think it was. Why scissors? It was an old rag. It was torn in a minute. Where did you put it afterwards? I dropped it there. Where was it, exactly? In the market-place, in the market-place! The devil knows whereabouts. What do you want to know for? Thats extremely important, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. It would be material evidence in your favour. How is it you dont understand that? Who helped you to sew it up a month ago? No one helped me. I did it myself. Can you sew? A soldier has to know how to sew. No knowledge was needed to do that. Where did you get the material, that is, the rag in which you sewed the money? Are you laughing at me? Not at all. And we are in no mood for laughing, Dmitri Fyodorovitch. I dont know where I got the rag fromsomewhere I suppose. I should have thought you couldnt have forgotten it? Upon my word, I dont remember. I might have torn a bit off my linen. Thats very interesting. We might find in your lodgings to-morrow the shirt or whatever it is from which you tore the rag. What sort of rag was it, cloth or linen? Goodness only knows what it was. Wait a bit. I believe I didnt tear it off anything. It was a bit of calico. I believe I sewed it up in a cap of my landladys. |
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