Part 6 (1/2)

”How has it disappeared? I don't understand.”

”I can't tell you how, but the important point is that now it walks about the city itself a state-councillor. That is why I want you to advertise that whoever gets hold of it should bring it as soon as possible to me. Consider; how can I live without such a prominent part of my body? It is not as if it were merely a little toe; I would only have to put my foot in my boot and no one would notice its absence.

Every Thursday I call on the wife of M. Tchektyriev, the state-councillor; Madame Podtotchina, a Colonel's wife who has a very pretty daughter, is one of my acquaintances; and what am I to do now? I cannot appear before them like this.”

The official compressed his lips and reflected. ”No, I cannot insert an advertis.e.m.e.nt like that,” he said after a long pause.

”What! Why not?”

”Because it might compromise the paper. Suppose everyone could advertise that his nose was lost. People already say that all sorts of nonsense and lies are inserted.”

”But this is not nonsense! There is nothing of that sort in my case.”

”You think so? Listen a minute. Last week there was a case very like it.

An official came, just as you have done, bringing an advertis.e.m.e.nt for the insertion of which he paid two roubles, sixty-three kopecks; and this advertis.e.m.e.nt simply announced the loss of a black-haired poodle.

There did not seem to be anything out of the way in it, but it was really a satire; by the poodle was meant the cas.h.i.+er of some establishment or other.”

”But I am not talking of a poodle, but my own nose; i.e. almost myself.”

”No, I cannot insert your advertis.e.m.e.nt.”

”But my nose really has disappeared!”

”That is a matter for a doctor. There are said to be people who can provide you with any kind of nose you like. But I see that you are a witty man, and like to have your little joke.”

”But I swear to you on my word of honour. Look at my face yourself.”

”Why put yourself out?” continued the official, taking a pinch of snuff.

”All the same, if you don't mind,” he added with a touch of curiosity, ”I should like to have a look at it.”

The committee-man removed the handkerchief from before his face.

”It certainly does look odd,” said the official. ”It is perfectly flat like a freshly fried pancake. It is hardly credible.”

”Very well. Are you going to hesitate any more? You see it is impossible to refuse to advertise my loss. I shall be particularly obliged to you, and I shall be glad that this incident has procured me the pleasure of making your acquaintance.” The Major, we see, did not even shrink from a slight humiliation.

”It certainly is not difficult to advertise it,” replied the official; ”but I don't see what good it would do you. However, if you lay so much stress on it, you should apply to someone who has a skilful pen, so that he may describe it as a curious, natural freak, and publish the article in the _Northern Bee_” (here he took another pinch) ”for the benefit of youthful readers” (he wiped his nose), ”or simply as a matter worthy of arousing public curiosity.”

The committee-man felt completely discouraged. He let his eyes fall absent-mindedly on a daily paper in which theatrical performances were advertised. Reading there the name of an actress whom he knew to be pretty, he involuntarily smiled, and his hand sought his pocket to see if he had a blue ticket--for in Kovaloff's opinion superior officers like himself should not take a lesser-priced seat; but the thought of his lost nose suddenly spoilt everything.

The official himself seemed touched at his difficult position. Desiring to console him, he tried to express his sympathy by a few polite words.

”I much regret,” he said, ”your extraordinary mishap. Will you not try a pinch of snuff? It clears the head, banishes depression, and is a good preventive against haemorrhoids.”

So saying, he reached his snuff-box out to Kovaloff, skilfully concealing at the same time the cover, which was adorned with the portrait of some lady or other.

This act, quite innocent in itself, exasperated Kovaloff. ”I don't understand what you find to joke about in the matter,” he exclaimed angrily. ”Don't you see that I lack precisely the essential feature for taking snuff? The devil take your snuff-box. I don't want to look at snuff now, not even the best, certainly not your vile stuff!”

So saying, he left the advertis.e.m.e.nt office in a state of profound irritation, and went to the commissary of police. He arrived just as this dignitary was reclining on his couch, and saying to himself with a sigh of satisfaction, ”Yes, I shall make a nice little sum out of that.”

It might be expected, therefore, that the committee-man's visit would be quite inopportune.