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 he has seen a thousand times already. Markovna and the two aunts sip tea carefully out of their saucers. The air is still and stifling from the stove Faces and gestures betray the sloth and repletion that comes when the stomach is full, and yet one must go on eating. The samovar, the cups, and the table-cloth are cleared away, but still the family sits on at the table Pelageya Ivanovna is continually jumping up and, with an expression of alarm on her face, running off into the kitchen, to talk to the cook about the supper. The two aunts go on sitting in the same position immovably, with their arms folded across their bosoms and doze, staring with their pewtery little eyes at the lamp. Markovna hiccups every minute and asks:

"Why is it I have the hiccups? I don't think I have eaten anything to account for it nor drunk anything either Hic!"

Pavel Vassilitch and Styopa sit side by side, with their heads touching, and, bending over the table, examine a volume of the "Neva" for 1878.

The monument of Leonardo da Vinci, facing the gallery of Victor Emanuel at Milan.' I say! After the style of a triumphal arch A cavalier with his lady And there are little men in the distance"

"That little man is like a school-fellow of mine called Niskubin," says Styopa.

"Turn over 'The proboscis of the common house-fly seen under the microscope.' So that's a proboscis! I say—a fly. Whatever