By Fyodor Dostoevsky, 1869
This sort of character is met with pretty frequently in a certain class. They are people who know everyone—that is, they know
where a man is employed, what his salary is, whom he knows, whom he married, what money his wife had, who are his cousins,
and second cousins, etc., etc. These men generally have about a hundred pounds a year to live on, and they spend their whole
time and talents in the amassing of this style of knowledge, which they reduce—or raise—to the standard of a science.
During the latter part of the conversation the black-haired young man had become very impatient. He stared out of the window,
and fidgeted, and evidently longed for the end of the journey. He was very absent; he would appear to listen-and heard
nothing; and he would laugh of a sudden, evidently with no idea of what he was laughing about.
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