[3] The old gunsmith's love for big words and lack of education lead to many comical results, as in this substitution of "internecine" for "international." A good many of these punning or dart-winged words cannot be adequately indicated in English, but they produce quite inimitable results in the original. [4] The _burka_, which is impenetrable to rain, and serves as blanket, also. [5] Made from the _kizil_, a small sourish fruit which grows in the Caucasus and the Crimea. II On the following day the Emperor and Platoff went to the museum. The Emperor took none of the other Russians with him, because he had been provided only with a two-seated carriage.[6] They drive up to a smallish building--the entrance indescribable, corridors stretching out interminably, and a row of chambers one after another, and, at last, in the chief hall of all, divers huge busts, and in the centre, under a canopy, stands the Abolo Polveder.[7] The Emperor casts a glance at Platoff, to see whether he is much amazed, and what he is gazing at, but Platoff is walking along with downcast eyes as though he beholds nothing, and is merely twisting his mustaches into rings. The Englishmen immediately begin to exhibit divers marvels and explain to what ends they are adapted in military matters--sea buremeters, mamel's hair mantals of the infantry regiments,[8] and for the cavalry tarred waterproofs. All this delights the Emperor greatly--everything seems to him very good, but Platoff preserves his apathy, and nothing has any significance in his opinion. The Emperor says: "How is this possible--why is there such unfeelingness in thee? Is there really nothing here that astonishes thee?" And Platoff replies: "One thing only here astonishes me, that my dashing lads of the Don made war without all this and conquered a dozen nations." The Emperor says: "This is folly." Platoff replies: "I know not to what to attribute it, but I dare not to dispute and must needs hold my tongue." But the Englishmen, beholding such a discussion between him and the Emperor, immediately led them to the Abolo Polveder himself, and took from one of his hands a Mortimer gun, and from the other a pistol.[9] "Here," said they, "this is the sort of manufactures we have," and they gave him the gun. The Emperor gazed calmly on the Mortimer gun, because he has such in Tzarskoe Selo,[10] and then they gave him the pistol, and said: "This pistol is of unknown, inimitable workmanship--our Admiral plucked it from the belt of a bandit chief in Candelabria." The Emperor looked at the pistol, and could not tear his eyes from it. He gave vent to terrible "ahs!" "Ah, ah, ah!" says he, "what a weapon is this!... how is it possible to work so delicately?" And he turns to Platoff and says in Russian: "There now, if I had but one such artisan in Russia, I should be extremely happy and proud, and I would instantly make that man a noble."