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Fédya and Petushkóv do not answer.
PETUSHKÓV. Theodore Vasílyevich was telling me about his life.
ARTÉMYEV. Secrets? Then I won't disturb you--go on? I'm sure I don't
want you. Swine! [Goes to next table and calls for beer. He listens all
the time to Fédya's conversation with Petushkóv, and leans towards them
without their noticing it.]
FÉDYA. I don't like that gentleman.
PETUSHKÓV. He was offended.
FÉDYA. Well, let him be! I can't stand him. He is such a fellow, my
words won't come when he is there. Now with you I feel at ease, and
comfortable. Well, what was I saying?
PETUSHKÓV. You were speaking about your jealousy. And how was it you
parted from your wife?
FÉDYA. Ah! [Pauses and considers] It's a curious story. My wife is
married ...
PETUSHKÓV. How's that? Are you divorced?
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