" "You want to try it on," Matvey understood, but he only said, "Yes sir.

" Stepan Arkadyevitch was already washed and combed and ready to be dressed, when Matvey, stepping deliberately in his creaky boots, came back into the room with the telegram in his hand.

The barber had gone.

"Darya Alexandrovna told me to inform you that she is going away.