He immediately announced:
"Well, Sashenka, betake yourself away from here, as long as you are
sound. Two spies have been after me since this morning, and the
attempt at concealment is so evident that it savors of an arrest.
I feel it in my bones--somewhere something has happened. By the
way, here I have the speech of Pavel. It's been decided to publish
it at once. Take it to Liudmila. Pavel spoke well, Nilovna; and
his speech will play a part. Look out for spies, Sasha. Wait a
little while--hide these papers, too. You might give them to Ivan,
for example."
While he spoke, he vigorously rubbed his frozen hands, and quickly
pulled out the drawers of his table, picking out papers, some of
which he tore up, others he laid aside. His manner was absorbed,
and his appearance all upset.
"Do you suppose it was long ago that this place was cleared out?
And look at this mass of stuff accumulated already! The devil!
You see, Nilovna, it would be better for you, too, not to sleep
here to-night. It's a sorry spectacle to witness, and they may
arrest you, too. And you'll be needed for carrying Pavel's speech
about from place to place."
"Hm, what do they want me for? Maybe you're mistaken.
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