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"
Do
you
know
?
You
'd
really
better
drop
it
all
.
There
's
still
time
!
"
"
Fool
,
"
retorted
Anatole
.
"
Do
n't
talk
nonsense
!
If
you
only
knew
...
it
's
the
devil
knows
what
!
"
"
No
,
really
,
give
it
up
!
"
said
Dólokhov
.
"
I
am
speaking
seriously
.
It
's
no
joke
,
this
plot
you
've
hatched
.
"
"
What
,
teasing
again
?
Go
to
the
devil
!
Eh
?
"
said
Anatole
,
making
a
grimace
.
"
Really
it
's
no
time
for
your
stupid
jokes
,
"
and
he
left
the
room
.
Dólokhov
smiled
contemptuously
and
condescendingly
when
Anatole
had
gone
out
.
"
You
wait
a
bit
,
"
he
called
after
him
.
"
I
'm
not
joking
,
I
'm
talking
sense
.
Come
here
,
come
here
!
"
Anatole
returned
and
looked
at
Dólokhov
,
trying
to
give
him
his
attention
and
evidently
submitting
to
him
involuntarily
.
"
Now
listen
to
me
.
I
'm
telling
you
this
for
the
last
time
.
Why
should
I
joke
about
it
?
Did
I
hinder
you
?
Who
arranged
everything
for
you
?
Who
found
the
priest
and
got
the
passport
?
Who
raised
the
money
?
I
did
it
all
.
"
"
Well
,
thank
you
for
it
.
Do
you
think
I
am
not
grateful
?
"
And
Anatole
sighed
and
embraced
Dólokhov
.
