Russian fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, Russian -- Translations into English
Then Akakiy Akakievitch saw that it was impossible to get along without
a new cloak, and his spirit sank utterly. How, in fact, was it to be
done? Where was the money to come from? He might, to be sure, depend,
in part, upon his present at Christmas; but that money had long been
allotted beforehand. He must have some new trousers, and pay a debt of
long standing to the shoemaker for putting new tops to his old boots,
and he must order three shirts from the seamstress, and a couple of
pieces of linen. In short, all his money must be spent; and even if the
director should be so kind as to order him to receive forty-five rubles
instead of forty, or even fifty, it would be a mere nothing, a mere
drop in the ocean toward the funds necessary for a cloak; although he
knew that Petrovitch was often wrong-headed enough to blurt out some
outrageous price, so that even his own wife could not refrain from
exclaiming, “Have you lost your senses, you fool?” At one time he would
not work at any price, and now it was quite likely that he had named a
higher sum than the cloak would cost.
But although he knew that Petrovitch would undertake to make a cloak
for eighty rubles, still, where was he to get the eighty rubles from?
He might possibly manage half; yes, half might be procured, but where
was the other half to come from? But the reader must first be told
where the first half came from. Akakiy Akakievitch had a habit of
putting, for every ruble he spent, a kopek into a small box, fastened
with lock and key, and with a slit in the top for the reception of
money. At the end of every half-year he counted over the heap of
coppers, and changed it for silver. This he had done for a long time,
and in the course of years the sum had mounted up to over forty rubles.
Thus he had one-half on hand; but where was he to find the other half?
where was he to get another forty rubles from? Akakiy Akakievitch
thought and thought, and decided that it would be necessary to curtail
his ordinary expenses for the space of one year at least--to dispense
with tea in the evening, to burn no candles, and, if there was anything
which he must do, to go into his landlady’s room and work by her light.
When he went into the street he must walk as lightly as he could, and
as cautiously, upon the stones, almost upon tiptoe, in order not to
wear his heels down in too short a time; he must give the laundress as
little to wash as possible; and, in order not to wear out his clothes,
he must take them off as soon as he got home, and wear only his cotton
dressing-gown, which had been long and carefully saved.
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