The begger - english activity
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- For eight years i was a village schoolteacher then i lost my place through intrigues.
- Look here, it seems to me I met you the day before yesterday in Sadovya Street but you told me then that you were a student who had been expelled, and not a village schoolteacher. Do you remember?
- N-no, that can’t be so,I am a village schoolteacher, and if you like I can show youmy papers.
- I shall send the police for you, you liar
- Will you come and chop wood for me?”
- No one will give me anything when I tell the truth,what can I do?”
- “Yes sir, I will.”
- The advocate, Sergei, looked at the ragged, fawn-colouredovercoat of the suppliant, at his dull, drunken eyes, at the redspot on either cheek, and it seemed to him as if he had seen this man somewhere before.
- Sergei’s eyes fell on the man’s overshoes, one of which washigh and the other low, and he suddenly remembered something.
- “I can.”
- Well, Lushkoff, I can now offer you some other, cleaneremployment. Can you write?’”
- “Sir!” he said, laying his hand on his heart, “the fact is I was lying! I am neither a student nor a schoolteacher. All that was fiction. Formerly I sang in a Russian choir and was sent away for drunkenness. But what else can I do? I can’t get along without lying. No one will give me anything when I tell the truth, what can I do?”
- “Lushkoff, is that you?” cried Sergei, recognising in the littleman his former wood-chopper. “How are you? What are you doing?How is everything with you?”
- “Then take this letter to a friend of mine tomorrow and youwill be given some copying to do. Work hard, don’t drink, and remember what I have said to you. Goodbye!”
- “Thank Heaven!
- “All right. I am a notary now and am paid thirty-five roubles a month.”
- The woman flung down an axe at his feet, spat angrily, and,judging from the expression of her lips, began to scold him. Thebeggar irresolutely pulled a billet of wood towards him, set it upbetween his feet, and tapped it feebly with the axe. The billetwavered and fell down. The beggar again pulled it to him, blewon his freezing hands, and tapped it with his axe cautiously, as ifafraid of hitting his overshoe or of cutting off his finger; the stick of wood again fell to the ground.
- Pleased at having put a man on the right path, Sergei tappedLushkoff kindly on the shoulder and even gave him his hand atparting. Lushkoff took the letter, and from that day forth cameno more to the yard for work.
- Two years went by. Then one evening, as Sergei was standing at the ticket window of a theatre paying for his seat, he noticed alittle man beside him with a coat collar of curly fur and a wornsealskin cap. This little individual timidly asked the ticket sellerfor a seat in the gallery and paid for it in copper coins.
- The reason for my suceess is atcually your cook Olga, owing to her words and noble deeds, a change took place in my heart; she set me rightand I shall never forget it.
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