Some time after Roly-Poly a large company of hairdressers, who
were that day free from work, tumbled in. They were noisy, gay,
but even here, in a brothel, did not cease their petty reckonings
and conversations about closed and open theatrical benefits, about
the bosses, about the wives of the bosses. All these were people
corrupt to a sufficient degree, liars, with great hopes for the
future--such as, for example, entering the service of some
countess as a kept lover. They wanted to utilize to the widest
possible extent their rather hard-earned money, and on that
account decided to make a review of absolutely all the houses of
Yama; only Treppel's they could not resolve to enter, as that was
too swell for them. But at Anna Markovna's they at once ordered a
quadrille and danced it, especially the fifth figure, where the
gents execute a solo, perfectly, like real Parisians, even putting
their thumbs in the arm holes of their vests. But they did not
want to remain with the girls; instead, they promised to come
later, when they had wound up the complete review of the brothels.
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