1 He could hear her unlocking the chest of drawers.
2 He was hopelessly in debt to his landlady, and was afraid of meeting her.
3 She was a widow when I married her, with three children, one smaller than the other.
4 but the certificate of merit is in her trunk still and not long ago she showed it to our landlady.
5 The old woman fumbled in her pocket for her keys, and disappeared behind the curtain into the other room.
6 She was exceedingly fond of her husband; but he gave way to cards, got into trouble and with that he died.
7 She married her first husband, an infantry officer, for love, and ran away with him from her father's house.
8 The young man must have looked at her with a rather peculiar expression, for a gleam of mistrust came into her eyes again.
9 I don't condemn her for it, I don't blame her, for the one thing left her is recollection of the past, and all the rest is dust and ashes.
10 "I remember, my good sir, I remember quite well your coming here," the old woman said distinctly, still keeping her inquiring eyes on his face.
11 And although she is most continually on bad terms with the landlady, yet she wanted to tell someone or other of her past honours and of the happy days that are gone.
12 That's why she would not overlook Mr. Lebeziatnikov's rudeness to her, and so when he gave her a beating for it, she took to her bed more from the hurt to her feelings than from the blows.
13 Round her thin long neck, which looked like a hen's leg, was knotted some sort of flannel rag, and, in spite of the heat, there hung flapping on her shoulders, a mangy fur cape, yellow with age.
14 The landlady who provided him with garret, dinners, and attendance, lived on the floor below, and every time he went out he was obliged to pass her kitchen, the door of which invariably stood open.
15 In a little while, the door was opened a tiny crack: the old woman eyed her visitor with evident distrust through the crack, and nothing could be seen but her little eyes, glittering in the darkness.
16 But to be stopped on the stairs, to be forced to listen to her trivial, irrelevant gossip, to pestering demands for payment, threats and complaints, and to rack his brains for excuses, to prevaricate, to lie--no, rather than that, he would creep down the stairs like a cat and slip out unseen.
17 He used to beat her at the end: and although she paid him back, of which I have authentic documentary evidence, to this day she speaks of him with tears and she throws him up to me; and I am glad, I am glad that, though only in imagination, she should think of herself as having once been happy.
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