Chapter 48: Ivan Matveyitch

Ivan Matveyitch Between five and six in the evening. A fairly well-known man of learning—we will call him simply the man of learning—is sitting in his study nervously biting his nails. “It’s positively revolting,” he says, continually looking at his watch. “It shows the utmost disrespect for another man’s time and work. In England such a person would not earn a farthing, he would die of hunger. You wait a minute, when you do come. …” And feeling a craving to vent his wrath and impat…