The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol:|
Otherwise he might refuse me his consent."
"With great pleasure," said Chichikov. "Or even for three days."
"Then here is my hand on it. Let us be off at once." Platon seemed
suddenly to have come to life again.
"Where are you off to?" put in their host unexpectedly as he roused
himself and stared in astonishment at the pair. "No, no, my good sirs.
I have had the wheels removed from your koliaska, Monsieur Chichikov,
and have sent your horse, Platon Mikhalitch, to a grazing ground
fifteen versts away. Consequently you must spend the night here, and
depart to-morrow morning after breakfast."
What could be done with a man like Pietukh? There was no help for it