Chapter 6 06 trial

Shop owner Kuzma.Yegorov's hut.It's stuffy and hot here.The damned mosquitoes and flies flew around people's eyes and ears one after another, making people tired of the smoke of tobacco in the room, but in terms of smell, it was not smoke, but salted fish.The air, people's faces, and the buzzing of mosquitoes were full of distress. There was a large table, on which stood a saucer full of walnut shells, a pair of scissors, a small jar of green ointment, hats, and empty bottles.Around the table sat Kuzma.Yegorov himself, the mayor, Ivanov the physician, Feofan the church chant.Manafuylov, church choir bass singer Mihailo, godfather Barfanci.Ivanitch, and Anisya and Voltunatov, the gendarme, who had come to visit their aunt from the city.Quite far from the table stood Kuzma.Yegorov's son Serapion, who works as a barber in the city, is now resting at his father's house.He felt very uncomfortable, and raised his trembling hand to pull his short mustache.Kuzma.Yegorov's hut has been temporarily rented out as a medical station, and now there are some sick and weak people waiting to see a doctor in the front hall.Just now a farmer's woman was brought in by car from somewhere, her ribs were broken, she was lying there, moaning and chirping, waiting for the doctor to finally show kindness and come to see her; Zima.How Yegorov beat his son.

You all say I'm a liar, said Sherapion, so I won't tell you much.In the nineteenth century, Papa, empty words don't help.He lost his words and said something that didn't make sense. ], because theory, or, as you yourself know, cannot exist without practice. Shut up!Kuzma.Yegorov said sharply, don't talk about it.Tell us seriously: where did you get my money? money?Well, you are so smart, you should understand that I didn't touch your money.Your money is not saved for me don't do wrong You, Sherapion.Be honest, Kuzmich, said the lectern, but why are we asking you this?We want to persuade you to lead you on the right path. Your own father didn't have any ill intentions towards you. It was for your own good that's why he invited us here. You have to be honest, who hasn't done anything wrong?Did you take the twenty-five rubles your father kept in the closet?

Sherapion spat aside and said nothing. say something!Kuzma.cried Yegorov, beating the table with his fist. You said: Did you do it? as you please It should be said that it is.The gendarme corrected him. Let it be, let it be mine!Only, Daddy, you don't have to yell at me!There is no need to beat the table.No matter how hard you beat, the table will not sink into the ground anyway.I didn't take your money at all. Even if I took it before, it was because I was a living person, an animal noun [Note: A term in Russian grammar, it is not relevant here. ], so I want money.I am not a rock!

If you want money, then you can earn it yourself, and you don’t need to rob me.I am not the only child like you, I have seven! Even if you don't enlighten me on this, I understand it, but I'm weak, as you know, and that's why I don't earn much money.You blamed me for not eating your food just now, then you will be responsible for your words before God in the future Weak!You don't do too much work, just shave people's heads and cut their hair, but even that you quit and ran away. What kind of work am I doing?Does this count as work?It's not a job, it's just an intention [Note: It should be better than nothing. ] That's all.Besides, with my level of education, I can't survive on this kind of work.

You are wrong, Sherapion.Kuzmich, said the chanting, your work is admirable, it is mental work, because you are serving in the provincial town, cutting and shaving the brains and nobles.Even generals cannot live without your craft. [Note: This chanter also made a typo error because of missing words. 】 I can tell you something about the general, if you like. Doctor Ivanov was slightly drunk. According to our medical terms, he said, you are turpentine, that's all. We understand your kind of medicine Last year, let me ask you, who mistook a drunk carpenter for a dead body and nearly dissected him?If he hadn't woken up, you'd have ripped him apart alive.Also, who mixed hemp seed oil with castor oil?

In medicine, it has to be done that way. So who killed Malanija?You give her laxatives, then antidiarrheals, then laxatives, and she can't stand it.You are not worthy of treating diseases for people, sorry, only for dogs. May Malaniya go to heaven, Kuzma.Yegorov said, wish her go to heaven, she didn't take the money, and we're not talking about her business, so just tell me, you gave the money to Alena, right? Huh, bring it to Alena!You should be ashamed to say that in the presence of the clergy, in the presence of the gendarmes. Then you say: Did you take the money? The mayor left the table, struck a match on his lap, and respectfully handed it to the gendarme's pipe.

Bah, the military police are angry, you made my nose smell like sulfur! The gendarme lit his pipe, got up from the table, went up to Serapion, stared at him fiercely, and cried out in a high voice: "Who are you?What are you doing?why is it like this?ah?What does it mean?why don't you answer?Disobedient to discipline?Do you want to take other people's money?Shut up!answer!explain!Ask you to answer! if Shut up! if.Keep your voice down, sir!if.I'm not afraid!You think so great of yourself!But you are a fool, that's all!If my dad wants to tear me into pieces, then I'm ready for you to kill and chop me up!Let's fight!

Shut up!Stop talking nonsense!I know what you think!Are you a thief?who are you?Shut up!Who are you standing in front of?Do not argue! If he is not punished, the chanter sighed and said, if he is not willing to admit his mistakes and admit his mistakes in order to mitigate his crimes, then Kuzma.Yegolych, he must be beaten.Anyway, I think it must be played! beat him!Bass singer Mihailo said that his voice was so deep that it startled everyone. Then let me ask you for the last time: did you take it?Kuzma.asked Yegorov. Do whatever you want, kill and slash!I'm ready beat!Kuzma.Yegorov decided to speak.He blushed and walked over from the table.

Crowds poked their heads in from the windows.The sick crowded the doorway, their heads held high.Even the peasant woman with the broken ribs raised her head and lay down!Kuzma.Yegorov said. Sherapion took off his short jacket, crossed himself on his chest, and obediently lay down on the bench. Rip me to pieces.He said. Kuzma.Yegorov took off his belt, looked at the crowd for a while, as if waiting for someone to help, and then did it!two!three!Mihailo counted in a deep bass, eight!Nine! The chanter stood in the corner, lowered his eyes, and flipped through a pamphlet Twenty!twenty one! enough!Kuzma.Yegorov said.

Still have to fight!The gendarme, Voltunatov, whispered that there must be another fight!Still have to fight!That's the way to deal with him! I think I have to hit a few more times!said the chant, putting down the pamphlet. He didn't even say a word!The crowd gasped. The patients get out of the way, Kuzma.Yegorov's wife came into the room, her starched skirt rustling. Kuzma!She said to her husband, what kind of money did I find in your pocket?Could it be the money you just found? That's the money up, Sherapion!The money is found!I put it in my pocket yesterday and then forgot about it

Still have to fight!muttered Vortunatov, hit him!That's the way to deal with him! The money is found!get up! Sherapion stood up, put on her short coat, and sat down at the table.Everyone was silent for a long time.Embarrassed, the chanter took out his handkerchief and blew his nose. Don't be offended, Kuzma.Yegorov muttered to his son, don't you know how the money was found again!don't take offense It's nothing. It's not the first time. You don't have to worry about it.I have always been ready to bear no matter what hardships. You can get over this pain with a little wine and a little wine. Sherapion drank the wine, raised his little blue nose, and walked out of the room majesticly.But for a long time after that, the gendarme Voltunatov was still walking up and down the yard, blushing, staring wide-eyed, and kept saying: "There must be more beatings!"Still have to fight!That's the way to deal with him!