“This poison began to penetrate the life of Pyotr Petrovich Gladyshev since last year, and precisely from that nasty day when his householder, the merchant Kalabanov, having met him at the entrance, did not pull his drooping belly to the side, as he usually does did, but on the contrary, he stuck it forward, and without removing the bowler hat from his head, but only waving two fingers upward, he stepped in his way and said in his hoarse voice, long ago “intercepted” at some brawl: And with you, Mr. Gladyshev, the contract ends..."The work is given in the pre-reform alphabet.