Whom you suspect?
A most difficult and complicated question!
The servant l can't suspect,
she was sitting in the kitchen.
- Nor my own children either.
- l should think not.
One of the visitors then.
But is that possible?
ln the highest degree impossible,
but so it must be.
Counting me, there were four of us
in two adjoining rooms:
the general, Keller,
Mr.Ferdishenko, and l.
So it must have been one of us four!
But you'll admit, prince,
that l could hardly have robbed myself,
though such cases do happen.
Lebedyef, how wearisome this is!
Come to the point. Why do you drag it out?
So that leaves three.
And first, Mr. Keller,
an unsteady, drunken fellow,
and in certain respects liberal, that is,
as regards the pocket,
You suspect him?
l did suspect him.
When at eight o'clock l
jumped up like a madman
l at once waked the general,
who was sleeping the sleep of innocence.
Taking into consideration
the strange disappearance of Ferdishenko,
which of itself had aroused our suspicions,
we both resolved to search Keller,
who was lying sleeping like a top.
We couldn't find one pocket
without a hole in it.
A handkerchief in a disgusting condition
and  some bits of the article you heard.
The general decided that he was innoncent.
lt was not he!
Well, l'm glad!
l was so afraid for him!
You're were afraid?
Then you had
some grounds for it?
No, no, l meant nothing.
Well...
Then it must have been Ferdishenko?
That's, l mean you suspect Ferdishenko?
-Who else?
-Who else is there?
l mean again. What evidence is there?
There is evidence.
First his disappearance at seven o'clock.
What is there? And is that all your evidence?
lt's not much.
But prince...
The complete impossibility
of suspecting anybody
but Mr.Ferdishenko,
is, so to say, not evidence
against Mr.Ferdishenko.
Nor the general!
What folly!
Folly!
The general was
even more struck
than when l waked him up.
His face changed,
he turned red and pale,
and at last flew into violent
and righteous indignation beyond anything
l should have suspected of him.
His arms and legs were trembling,
he was quite pale.
He's a man of feeling!
He's quite given up visiting his captain's widow now,
though he secretly longs for her.
He's got no money.
That's the trouble,
and there's no going
to her without.
Now he's insisting on coming to Petersburg with me.
l'm going to Petersburg
to find Mr.Ferdishenko
while the tracks are fresh,
for l know, he's there by now.
My general is all eagerness,
but l suspect he'll give me the slip
in Petersburg
to visit his widow.
l'm letting him
go on purpose,
and then fall of him of a sudden, like snow on the head
At the widow.
So,
just to put him to shame,
as a family man.
And as a man indeed.
Lebedef, only don't make a disturbance,
for goodness' sake
l'm not asserting that he...
l am ready to shed my last drop of blood,
so to speak, at this moment.
Though,
his incontinence,
and drunkenness, and the captain's widow,
and all that, taken together,
may lead him to anything.
ln one word you say yourself
you suspect Mr. Ferdishenko.
Why, who else? Who else, true-hearted prince?
Lukian Timofeyovitch, a mistake here would be
a dreadful thing.
l should not like to speak
ill of him, but Ferdishenko...
l was told about him,
he was a man before whom
one must be careful.
Understand?
And not to say anything.
Do you understand?
l say this to show that perhaps
he really is more capable of it than anyone else.
So as not to make a mistake.
That's the great thing.
Do you understand?
Who told you that
about Mr.Ferdishenko?
Oh, it was whispered to me.
l don't believe it myself.
lt's some nonsense.
Lebedef.
How stupid l've been!
Oh God! How stupid l've been, Lebedef!
You see, prince,
just now the general
began dropping the same hint to me
About Mr.Ferdishenko,
but so strangely and incoherently,
l was fully convinced, all the whole thing was
solely an