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Pierre
went
into
that
gloomy
study
which
he
had
entered
with
such
trepidation
in
his
benefactor
's
lifetime
.
The
room
,
dusty
and
untouched
since
the
death
of
Joseph
Bazdéev
was
now
even
gloomier
.
Gerásim
opened
one
of
the
shutters
and
left
the
room
on
tiptoe
.
Pierre
went
round
the
study
,
approached
the
cupboard
in
which
the
manuscripts
were
kept
,
and
took
out
what
had
once
been
one
of
the
most
important
,
the
holy
of
holies
of
the
order
.
This
was
the
authentic
Scotch
Acts
with
Bazdéev
's
notes
and
explanations
.
He
sat
down
at
the
dusty
writing
table
,
and
,
having
laid
the
manuscripts
before
him
,
opened
them
out
,
closed
them
,
finally
pushed
them
away
,
and
resting
his
head
on
his
hand
sank
into
meditation
.
Gerásim
looked
cautiously
into
the
study
several
times
and
saw
Pierre
always
sitting
in
the
same
attitude
.
More
than
two
hours
passed
and
Gerásim
took
the
liberty
of
making
a
slight
noise
at
the
door
to
attract
his
attention
,
but
Pierre
did
not
hear
him
.
"
Is
the
cabman
to
be
discharged
,
your
honor
?
"
"
Oh
yes
!
"
said
Pierre
,
rousing
himself
and
rising
hurriedly
.
"
Look
here
,
"
he
added
,
taking
Gerásim
by
a
button
of
his
coat
and
looking
down
at
the
old
man
with
moist
,
shining
,
and
ecstatic
eyes
,
"
I
say
,
do
you
know
that
there
is
going
to
be
a
battle
tomorrow
?
"
"
We
heard
so
,
"
replied
the
man
.
"
I
beg
you
not
to
tell
anyone
who
I
am
,
and
to
do
what
I
ask
you
.
"
"
Yes
,
your
excellency
,
"
replied
Gerásim
.
"
Will
you
have
something
to
eat
?
"
