But I do mind seeing the process of impoverishment from a sort of--I don't know what to call it-- innocence.

Here a Polish speculator bought for half its value a magnificent estate from a young lady who lives in Nice.

And there a merchant will get three acres of land, worth ten roubles, as security for the loan of one rouble.

Here, for no kind of reason, you've made that rascal a present of thirty thousand roubles.

" "Well, what should I have done? Counted every tree?" "Of course, they must be counted.