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"That's true that I have friends here," Svidrigailov admitted,

not replying to the chief point. "I've met some already. I've

been lounging about for the last three days, and I've seen them,

or they've seen me. That's a matter of course. I am well dressed

and reckoned not a poor man; the emancipation of the serfs hasn't

affected me; my property consists chiefly of forests and water

meadows. The revenue has not fallen off; but... I am not going to

see them, I was sick of them long ago. I've been here three days

and have called on no one.... What a town it is! How has it come

into existence among us, tell me that? A town of officials and

students of all sorts. Yes, there's a great deal I didn't notice

when I was here eight years ago, kicking up my heels.... My only

hope now is in anatomy, by Jove, it is!"

"Anatomy?"