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Pyotr Petrovitch had had occasion that morning to realise some

five-per-cent bonds and now he sat down to the table and counted

over bundles of notes. Andrey Semyonovitch who hardly ever had

any money walked about the room pretending to himself to look at

all those bank notes with indifference and even contempt. Nothing

would have convinced Pyotr Petrovitch that Andrey Semyonovitch

could really look on the money unmoved, and the latter, on his

side, kept thinking bitterly that Pyotr Petrovitch was capable of

entertaining such an idea about him and was, perhaps, glad of the

opportunity of teasing his young friend by reminding him of his

inferiority and the great difference between them.