'Our' Lebyadkin, at Virginsky's, you remember ?" "But he was caught with forged papers ?" "Well, now he's come back.

He's been here almost three weeks and under the most peculiar circumstances." "Why, but he's a scoundrel ?" "As though no one could be a scoundrel among us," Liputin grinned suddenly, his knavish little eyes seeming to peer into Stepan Trofimovitch's soul.
"Good heavens! I didn't mean that at all...

though I quite agree with you about that, with you particularly.

But what then, what then?
What did you mean by that?
You certainly meant something by that." "Why, it's all so trivial....

This captain to all appearances went away from us at that time; not because of the forged papers, but simply to look for his sister, who was in hiding from him somewhere, it seems; well, and now he's brought her and that's the whole story.