" Lavrushka turned all the bedding over, looked under the bed and under the table, searched everywhere, and stood still in the middle of the room.

Denisov silently watched Lavrushka's movements, and when the latter threw up his arms in surprise saying it was nowhere to be found Denisov glanced at Rostov.

"Wostov, you've not been playing schoolboy twicks..." Rostov felt Denisov's gaze fixed on him, raised his eyes, and instantly dropped them again.

All the blood which had seemed congested somewhere below his throat rushed to his face and eyes.