Chapter 28 Part One - Twenty Five

After talking with the president and breathing the fresh air again, Nekhludoff felt a little calmer.He thought that the reason why he felt particularly uncomfortable just now was because he had spent the whole morning in such an unaccustomed environment. "It was so unexpected, so terrible! Everything must be done to alleviate her suffering, and to do it quickly. At once. Yes, I must find out here where Fanarin or Mikkichen lives." place." He thought of two famous lawyers. Nekhludoff returned to the court, took off his overcoat, and went upstairs.He met Fanarin in the first corridor.He stopped the lawyer and said that he had something to discuss with him.Fanarin knew him, knew his name, and expressed a great desire to serve him.

"I'm very tired...but if it's not long, tell me about yourself. Let's come here." Fanarin led Nekhludoff into a room, presumably some judge's office.They sat down at the table. "So, what's the matter?" "First of all I want to ask you," said Nekhludoff, "that no one should know that I am involved in this case." "Oh, of course. So..." "I was a juror today. We sentenced a woman, an innocent woman, to hard labor. It makes me sad." Nekhludoff himself did not expect that he blushed and could not continue. Fanarin glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and listened again.

"Oh," he simply responded. "We convict an innocent woman. I want the conviction to be reversed and this case to be transferred to the Supreme Court." "To the Privy Council," Fanarin corrected him. "By the way, I'm here to ask you to do this." Nekhludoff wanted to say the most difficult thing quickly, so he went on at once: "As for the remuneration and expenses of handling this case, no matter how much it is, I will bear it all," he said with a blushing face. "Oh, we can discuss this later," said the lawyer.Seeing Nekhludoff's childishness, he smiled generously.

"So what's the problem?" Nekhludoff told the whole story. "Well, I'll take care of the matter tomorrow, to study the case. The day after tomorrow, no, come to my house on Thursday evening at six o'clock, and I'll give you an answer. Is that all right? Let's go, then, I have something else to do." , check here." Nekhludoff took his leave and went out. He had talked to the lawyer, had taken steps to defend Maslova, and felt much calmer.He walked outside the courthouse.The weather was fine, and he took a pleasant breath of spring air.Coachmen tried to solicit business from him one after another, but he preferred to walk.All sorts of thoughts and memories about Katyusha and his behavior towards her swirled in his head.He became dejected and depressed again. "No, let's talk about it later," he said to himself, "now I have to put aside these troubles and go to relax."

He remembered the lunch at Kochakin's and looked at his watch.It's not too late, it's still in time.Just then a stagecoach was jingling up.He ran a few steps and jumped into the carriage.He got off at the square, hired another beautiful carriage, and ten minutes later, he arrived at the gate of Korchagin's house.