tell him. that your master troekurov kirilla petrovich always let me look at the soul of the lips. you working without a soul, brother? look, i love a living thing, barin, a living thing. dike. higher barin. perhaps, do you know how to handle this baron my friend, loved this mess, but look don’t spoil it, i ’m looking for such people from my dearest kirill petrovich, but not like that, otherwise you’ll spoil me . well done craftsman. read. my merciful sir, i do not intend to go to pokrovskoye until then. do not send me a kennel for a camomile with a confession. and it will be my will to punish him or pardon, and i will endure jokes from your cold ones. i intend and i will not endure them from you, because i am not a jester, but an old nobleman. i remain obedient to the service andrei dubrovsky is he free to punish? does he know who he's talking to? so i ordered him. rather than someone who sows someone else's land or fences off the estate, and on the one they rightly take possession of, they will beat with their foreheads and about that the detective. yes, right then to the right t