Atlastthecounselforthedefensebegantocrossexaminehim, andthefirstquestionheaskedwasabouttheenvelopeinwhichFyodorPavlovitchwassupposedtohaveputthreethousandroublesfor "acertainperson." "Haveyoueverseenit, you, whowereforsomanyyearsincloseattendanceonyourmaster?" Grigoryansweredthathehadnotseenitandhadneverheardofthemoneyfromanyone "tilleverybodywastalkingaboutit." ThisquestionabouttheenvelopeFetyukovitchputtoeveryonewhocouldconceivablyhaveknownofit, aspersistentlyastheprosecutoraskedhisquestionaboutDmitri'sinheritance, andgotthesameanswerfromall, thatnoonehadseentheenvelope, 'spersistenceonthissubject.
"Now, withyourpermissionI'llaskyouaquestion," Fetyukovitchsaid, suddenlyandunexpectedly."Ofwhatwasthatbalsam, or, rather, decoction, made, which, aswelearnfromthepreliminaryinquiry, youusedonthateveningtorubyourlumbago, inthehopeofcuringit?"
Grigorylookedblanklyatthequestioner, andafterabriefsilencemuttered, "Therewassaffroninit."
"Nothingbutsaffron? Don'tyourememberanyotheringredient?"
"Therewasmilfoilinit, too."
"Andpepperperhaps?" Fetyukovitchqueried.
"Yes, therewaspepper, too."
"?"
"Inspirit."
Therewasafaintsoundoflaughterinthecourt.
"Yousee, , Ibelieve, youdrankwhatwasleftinthebottlewithacertainpiousprayer, onlyknowntoyourwife?"
"Idid."
"Didyoudrinkmuch? Roughlyspeaking, awineglassortwo?"
"Itmighthavebeenatumbler-full."
"Atumbler-full, ?"
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"Aglassandahalfofneatspirit—isnotatallbad, don'tyouthink? Youmightseethegatesofheavenopen, notonlythedoorintothegarden?"
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