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〃But you can't refuse to；〃 said Nozdrev； growing heated。 〃You see； the game has begun。〃
〃Nevertheless； I have a right not to continue it； seeing that you are not playing as an honest man should do。〃
〃You are lyingyou cannot truthfully say that。〃
〃'Tis you who are lying。〃
〃But I have NOT cheated。 Consequently you cannot refuse to play； but must continue the game to a finish。〃
〃You cannot force me to play；〃 retorted Chichikov coldly as； turning to the chessboard； he swept the pieces into confusion。
Nozdrev approached Chichikov with a manner so threatening that the other fell back a couple of paces。
〃I WILL force you to play；〃 said Nozdrev。 〃It is no use you making a mess of the chessboard； for I can remember every move。 We will replace the chessmen exactly as they were。〃
〃No； no； my friend。 The game is over； and I play you no more。〃
〃You say that you will not？〃
〃Yes。 Surely you can see for yourself that such a thing is impossible？〃
〃That cock won't fight。 Say at once that you refuse to play with me。〃 And Nozdrev approached a step nearer。
〃Very well； I DO say that；〃 replied Chichikov； and at the same moment raised his hands towards his face； for the dispute was growing heated。 Nor was the act of caution altogether unwarranted； for Nozdrev also raised his fist； and it may be that one of her hero's plump； pleasant…looking cheeks would have sustained an indelible insult had not he （Chichikov） parried the blow and； seizing Nozdrev by his whirling arms； held them fast。
〃Porphyri！ Pavlushka！〃 shouted Nozdrev as madly he strove to free himself。
On hearing the words； Chichikov； both because he wished to avoid rendering the servants witnesses of the unedifying scene and because he felt that it would be of no avail to hold Nozdrev any longer； let go of the latter's arms； but at the same moment Porphyri and Pavlushka entered the rooma pair of stout rascals with whom it would be unwise to meddle。
〃Do you； or do you not； intend to finish the game？〃 said Nozdrev。 〃Give me a direct answer。〃
〃No； it will not be possible to finish the game；〃 replied Chichikov； glancing out of the window。 He could see his britchka standing ready for him； and Selifan evidently awaiting orders to draw up to the entrance steps。 But from the room there was no escape； since in the doorway was posted the couple of well…built serving…men。
〃Then it is as I say？ You refuse to finish the game？〃 repeated Nozdrev； his face as red as fire。
〃I would have finished it had you played like a man of honour。 But； as it is； I cannot。〃
〃You cannot； eh； you villain？ You find that you cannot as soon as you find that you are not winning？ Thrash him； you fellows！〃 And as he spoke Nozdrev grasped the cherrywood shank of his pipe。 Chichikov turned as white as a sheet。 He tried to say something； but his quivering lips emitted no sound。 〃Thrash him！〃 again shouted Nozdrev as he rushed forward in a state of heat and perspiration more proper to a warrior who is attacking an impregnable fortress。 〃Thrash him！〃 again he shouted in a voice like that of some half…demented lieutenant whose desperate bravery has acquired such a reputation that orders have had to be issued that his hands shall be held lest he attempt deeds of over…presumptuous daring。 Seized with the military spirit； however； the lieutenant's head begins to whirl； and before his eye there flits the image of Suvorov＇4＇。 He advances to the great encounter； and impulsively cries； 〃Forward； my sons！〃cries it without reflecting that he may be spoiling the plan of the general attack； that millions of rifles may be protruding their muzzles through the embrasures of the impregnable； towering walls of the fortress； that his own impotent assault may be destined to be dissipated like dust before the wind； and that already there may have been launched on its whistling career the bullet which is to close for ever his vociferous throat。 However； if Nozdrev resembled the headstrong； desperate lieutenant whom we have just pictured as advancing upon a fortress； at least the fortress itself in no way resembled the impregnable stronghold which I have described。 As a matter of fact； the fortress became seized with a panic which drove its spirit into its boots。 First of all； the chair with which Chichikov （the fortress in question） sought to defend himself was wrested from his grasp by the serfs； and thenblinking and neither alive nor deadhe turned to parry the Circassian pipe…stem of his host。 In fact； God only knows what would have happened had not the fates been pleased by a miracle to deliver Chichikov's elegant back and shoulders from the onslaught。 Suddenly； and as unexpectedly as though the sound had come from the clouds； there made itself heard the tinkling notes of a collar…bell； and then the rumble of wheels approaching the entrance steps； and； lastly； the snorting and hard breathing of a team of horses as a vehicle came to a standstill。 Involuntarily all present glanced through the window； and saw a man clad in a semi…military greatcoat leap from a buggy。 After making an inquiry or two in the hall； he entered the dining…room just at the juncture when Chichikov； almost swooning with terror； had found himself placed in about as awkward a situation as could well befall a mortal man。
＇4＇ The great Russian general who； after winning fame in the Seven Years' War； met with disaster when attempting to assist the Austrians against the French in 1799。
〃Kindly tell me which of you is Monsieur Nozdrev？〃 said the unknown with a glance of perplexity both at the person named （who was still standing with pipe…shank upraised） and at Chichikov （who was just beginning to recover from his unpleasant predicament）。
〃Kindly tell ME whom I have the honour of addressing？〃 retorted Nozdrev as he approached the official。
〃I am the Superintendent of Rural Police。〃
〃And what do you want？〃
〃I have come to fulfil a commission imposed upon me。 That is to say； I have come to place you under arrest until your case shall have been decided。〃
〃Rubbish！ What case； pray？〃
〃The case in which you involved yourself when； in a drunken condition； and through the instrumentality of a walking…stick； you offered grave offence to the person of Landowner Maksimov。〃
〃You lie！ To your face I tell you that never in my life have I set eyes upon Landowner Maksimov。〃
〃Good sir； allow me to represent to you that I am a Government officer。 Speeches like that you may address to your servants； but not to me。〃
At this point Chichikov； without waiting for Nozdrev's reply； seized his cap； slipped behind the Superintendent's back； rushed out on to the verandah； sprang into his britchka； and ordered Selifan to drive like the wind。
CHAPTER V
Certainly Chichikov was a thorough coward； for； although the britchka pursued its headlong course until Nozdrev's establishment had disappeared behind hillocks and hedgerows； our hero continued to glance nervously behind him； as though every moment expecting to see a stern chase begin。 His breath came with difficulty； and when he tried his heart with his hands he could feel it fluttering like a quail caught in a net。
〃What a sweat the fellow has thrown me into！〃 he thought to himself； while many a dire and forceful aspiration passed through his mind。 Indeed； the expressions to which he gave vent were most inelegant in their nature。 But what was to be done next？ He was a Russian and thoroughly aroused。 The affair had been no joke。 〃But for the Superintendent；〃 he reflected； 〃I might never again have looked upon God's daylightI might have vanished like a bubble on a pool； and left neither trace nor posterity nor property nor an honourable name for my future offspring to inherit！〃 （it seemed that our hero was particularly anxious with regard to his possible issue）。
〃What a scurvy barin！〃 mused Selifan as he drove along。 〃Never have I seen such a barin。 I should like to spit in his face。 'Tis better to allow a man nothing to eat than to refuse to feed a horse properly。 A horse needs his oatsthey are his proper fare。 Even if you make a man procure a meal at his own expense； don't deny a horse his oats； for he ought always to have them。〃
An equally poor opinion of Nozdrev seemed to be cherished also by the steeds； for not only were the bay and the Assessor clearly out of spirits； but even the skewbald was wearing a dejected air。 True； at home the skewbald got none but the poorer sorts of oats to eat； and Selifan never filled his trough without having first called him a villain； but at least they WERE oats； and not haythey were stuff which could be chewed with a certain amount of relish。 Also； there was the fact that at intervals he could intrude his long nose into his companions' troughs （especially when Selifan happened to be absent from the stable） and ascertain what THEIR provender was like。 But at Nozdrev's there had been nothing but hay！ That was not right。 All three horses felt greatly discontented。
But presently the malcontents had their reflections cut short in a very rude and unexpected manner。 That is to say； they were brought back to practicalities by coming into violent collision with a six…horsed vehicle； while upon their heads descended both a babel of cri