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PETER [falls at Nicholas Ivánovich's feet] Forgive me, for the Lord's
sake, or I'm ruined. How can the woman get in the harvest? If at least I
might be bailed out.
NICHOLAS IVÁNOVICH. I will go and write a petition for you. [To
Policeman] Can't you let him remain here for the present?
POLICEMAN. Our orders are to take him to the police-station now.
NICHOLAS IVÁNOVICH [to Peter] Well then go, and I'll do what I can. This
is evidently my doing. How can one go on living like this? [Exit].
Curtain.
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