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And how do _you_ know that he left two million and a half of roubles?’ asked Rogojin, disdainfully, and not deigning so much as to look at the other. ’However, it’s true enough that my father died a month ago, and that here am I returning from Pskoff, a month after, with hardly a boot to my foot. They’ve treated me like a dog! I’ve been ill of fever at Pskoff the whole time, and not a line, nor farthing of money, have I received from my mother or my confounded brother!’ ’And now you’ll have a million roubles, at least--goodness gracious me!’ exclaimed the clerk, rubbing his hands. ’Five weeks since, I was just like yourself,’ continued Rogojin, addressing the prince, ’with nothing but a bundle and the clothes I wore. I ran away from my father digital share. came to Pskoff to my aunt’s house, where I caved in at once with fever, and he went and died while I was away. All honour to my respected father’s memory--but he uncommonly nearly killed me, all the same. Give you my word, prince, if I hadn’t cut and run then, when I did, he’d have murdered me like a dog.’ 14497

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