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You must know that Akakiy Akakievitch's cloak served as an object of ridicule to the officials: they even refused it the noble name of cloak, and called it a cape. Petrovitch brought the cloak himself as befits a good tailor. And so the Person of Consequence went downstairs, got into his sledge, and said to his coachman, “To Karolina Ivanovna,” while luxuriously wrapped in his warm fur coat he remained in that agreeable frame of mind sweeter to a Russian than anything that could be invented, that is, when one thinks of nothing while thoughts come into the mind of At nine o'clock in the morning, at the very hour when the streets are filled with men bound for the various official departments, it begins to bestow such powerful and piercing nips on all noses impartially that the poor officials really do not know what to do with them. From that time forth his existence seemed to become, in some way, fuller, as if he were married, or as if some other man lived in him, as if, in fact, he were not alone, and some pleasant friend had consented to travel along life's path with him, the friend being no other than the cloak, with thick wadding and a strong lining incapable of wearing out. On the way, a chimney-sweep bumped up against him, and blackened his shoulder, and a whole hatful of rubbish landed on him from the top of a house which was building. asked Petrovitch, and with his one eye scanned Akakievitch's whole uniform from the collar down to the cuffs, the back, the tails and the button-holes, all of which were well known to him, since they were his own handiwork. short stories interactive word games. At times there could be seen in his eyes an intense desire to join in some interesting conversation, but he was restrained by the doubt whether it would not be too much on his part, whether it would not be too great a familiarity and lowering of his dignity, and in consequence of these reflections he remained everlastingly in the same mute condition, only uttering from time to time monosyllabic sounds, and in this way he Akaky Akakyevitch had no inclination to discuss this with Petrovitch, besides he was frightened of the big sums that Petrovitch was fond of flinging airily about in conversation. His heart, generally so quiet, began to throb. coachman in a voice unlike his own, “Drive home and make haste!” The coachman, hearing the  tone which he had only heard in critical moments and then accompanied by something even more rousing, hunched his shoulders up to his ears in case of worse following, swung his whip and flew on like an arrow. Petrovitch himself said that no better cloth could be had. There is in Petersburg a mighty foe for all who receive a salary of four hundred rubles or ", "Let it give way, and you can put on another patch at once. Petrovitch followed him, and, pausing in the street, gazed long at the cloak in the distance, after which he went to one side expressly to run through a crooked alley, and emerge again into the street beyond to gaze once more upon the cloak from another point, namely, directly in front. Overwhelmed with despair and continuing to scream, he ran across the square straight to the sentry box, beside which stood a sentry leaning on his halberd and, so it seemed, looking with curiosity to see who the devil the man was who was screaming and running towards him from the distance. If his pay had been in proportion to his zeal, he would, perhaps, to his great surprise, have been made even a councillor of state. Otherwise he was a very kind-hearted man, good to his comrades, and ready to oblige; but the rank of general threw him completely off his balance. Once, in copying a letter, he nearly made a mistake, so that he exclaimed almost aloud, "Ugh!" “Petrovitch, please,” said Akaky Akakyevitch in an imploring voice, not hearing and not do you realise who stands before you?" Akaky Akakyevitch looked at all this as a novelty; for several years he had not gone out into the streets in the evening. severity and almost confined to three phrases: “How dare you? The lapels were stiff and the sleeves well creased. Afterwards, it is true, his wife would come wailing that her husband had been drunk and so had asked too little, but adding a single ten kopeck piece would settle that. On the first possible day, he went shopping in company with Petrovitch. at once into the entry and again took a look at his overcoat, Though Akaky Akakyevitch was somewhat embarrassed, yet, being a simple-hearted man, he could not help being pleased at seeing how they all admired his coat. But there is always to be found a circle of persons to whom a person of little consequence in the eyes of others is a person of consequence. The watchman having closed his right nostril with his finger, had no sooner succeeded in holding half a handful up to the left than the corpse sneezed so violently that he completely filled the eyes of all three. At last one of the clerks, indeed the assistant of the head clerk of the room, probably in order to show that he was not proud and was able to get on with those beneath him, said, “So be it, I’ll give a party instead of Akaky Akakyevitch and invite you all to tea with me this evening; as luck would have it, it is my name day.” The clerks naturally congratulated the assistant head clerk and eagerly accepted the invitation. Several days after his death, the porter from the department was sent to his lodgings with "Yes, sir," said Petrovitch, "for any kind of cloak. "Just so, Stepan Varlamitch!" significantly. Some unnatural force seemed to thrust him away from the companions with whom he had become acquainted, accepting them as well-bred, polished people. He dined cheerfully, and after dinner wrote nothing, but took his ease for a while on the bed, until it got dark. Akakiy Akakievitch shook his head and laughed, and then went on his way. In this manner did they hear of Akakiy Akakievitch's death at the department, and the next day a new official sat in his place, with a handwriting by no means so upright, but more inclined and slanting. His father's name was Akakiy, so let his son's be Akakiy too." His mother, the wife of a government clerk, a very good woman, made arrangements in due course to christen the child. After supper he drank a couple of glasses of champagne -- not a bad recipe for cheerfulness, as every one knows. He became more lively, and even his character grew firmer, like that of a man who has made up his mind, and set himself a goal. It is based on the short story by Nikolai Gogol with the same title. The patching did not exhibit great skill on the part of the tailor, and was, in fact, baggy and ugly. From time to time, however, he was disturbed by a gust of wind which, blowing suddenly, God knows whence and wherefore, cut him in the face, pelting him with flakes of snow, puffing out his coat collar like a sack, or suddenly flinging it with unnatural force over his head and giving him endless trouble to extricate himself from it. strong; it’s a little dusty and looks as though it were old, but it is new and it is only in one place just a little… on the back, and just a little worn on one shoulder and on this shoulder, too, a little… do you see? Don't you know how such matters are managed? . Early in the morning, he presented himself at the district chief's; but was told that this official was asleep. Afterwards, to be sure, his wife would come, complaining that her husband was drunk, and so had fixed the price too low; but, if only a ten-kopek piece were added, then the matter was settled. He began to be called Petrovitch from the time that he got his freedom and began to drink rather heavily on every holiday, at first only on the chief holidays, but afterwards on all church holidays indiscriminately, wherever there is a cross in the calendar. He wanted to take leave of the host; but they would not let him go, saying that he must not fail to drink a glass of champagne in honour of his new garment. Next day he appeared with a pale face, wearing his old “dressing jacket” which had become a still more pitiful sight. for it. Amongst them in the middle of the room stood a samovar hissing and letting off clouds of steam. Essays for The Overcoat. He did not notice the way at all and found himself all at once at the department; in the porter’s room he took off the overcoat, looked it over and put it in the porter’s special care. He looked at it and laughed, so vast was the difference. In the department of… but I had better not mention in what department. The manners and habits of the Person of Consequence were dignified and majestic, but not complex. Petrovitch asked twelve rubles for the work; less than that it hardly could have been, everything was sewn with silk, with fine double seams, and Petrovitch went over every seam afterwards with his own teeth imprinting various figures with them. Where precisely the clerk who had invited him lived we regret to say that we cannot tell; our memory is beginning to fail sadly, and everything there is in Petersburg, all the streets and houses, are so blurred and muddled in our head that it is a very difficult business to put anything in orderly fashion. They congratulated him and said pleasant things to him, so that he began at first to smile and then to grow ashamed. You must know that Akaky Akakiyevich’s overcoat served as an object of ridicule to the officials. Fully satisfied, he recalled all the gay features of the evening just passed, and all the mots which had made the little circle laugh. This he had done for a long time, and in the course of years, the sum had mounted up to over forty rubles. Three names were offered to the happy mother for selection— Moky, Sossy,or the name of the martyr Hozdazat. shrieked poor Akakiy Akakievitch, perhaps for the first time in his life, for his voice had always been distinguished for softness. The door was open; for the mistress, in cooking some fish, had raised such a smoke in the kitchen that not even the beetles were visible. His father and grandfather, and all the Bashmatchkins, always wore boots, which only had new heels two or three times a year. That his host might not take it into his head to detain him, he slipped out of the room, hunted in the entry for his greatcoat, which he found, not without regret, lying on the floor, shook it, removed some fluff from it, put it on, and went down the stairs into the street. His stomach filled, he rose from the table, and copied papers which he had brought home. Uncertainty, indecision, in fact all the hesitating and vague box in order to revive his nose which had six times in his life been frostbitten, but the snuff was  probably so strong that not even a dead man could stand it. In this they nearly succeeded; for a watchman, on guard in Kirushkin Alley, caught the corpse by the collar on the very scene of his evil deeds, when attempting to pull off the frieze coat of a retired musician. The reader must know that the prominent personage had but recently become a prominent personage, having up to that time been only an insignificant person. at the same time showing a fist such as is never seen on living men. A man finds his life increasingly intertwined with those of his wife's previous two husbands. If there happened to be none, he took copies for himself, for his own gratification, especially if the document was noteworthy, not on account of its style, but of its being addressed to some distinguished person. Akaky Akakyevitchnever answered a word, however, but behaved as though there were no one there. Here, Gogol emphasizes the value of material goods not only for basic human survival, but also for emotional and spiritual wellbeing. It is not enough to say that Akakiy laboured with zeal: no, he laboured with love. Even at the hour when the grey St. Petersburg sky had quite dispersed, and all the official world had eaten or dined, each as he could, in accordance with the salary he received and his own fancy; when all were resting from the departmental jar of pens, running to and fro from their own and other people's indispensable occupations, and from all the work that an uneasy man makes willingly for himself, rather than what is necessary; when officials hasten to dedicate to pleasure the time which is left to them, one bolder than the rest going to the theatre; another, into the street looking under all the bonnets; another wasting his evening in compliments to some pretty girl, the star of a small official circle; another -- and this is the common case of all -- visiting his comrades on the fourth or third floor, in two small rooms with an ante-room or kitchen, and some pretensions to fashion, such as a lamp or some other trifle which has cost many a sacrifice of dinner or pleasure trip; in a word, at the hour when all officials disperse among the contracted quarters of their friends, to play whist, as they sip their tea from glasses with a kopek's worth of sugar, smoke long pipes, relate at times some bits of gossip which a Russian man can never, under any circumstances, refrain from, and, when there is nothing else to talk of, repeat eternal anecdotes about the commandant to whom they had sent word that the tails of the horses on the Falconet Monument had been cut off, when all strive to divert themselves, Akakiy Akakievitch indulged in no kind of diversion. 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