"well, meanwhile that sick boy was brought here, and those guests came in, and we had tea, and well, we made merry to my ruin! hearing of your birthday afterwards, and excited with the circumstances of the evening, i ran upstairs and changed my plain clothes once more for my uniform [civil service clerks in russia wear uniform.] you must have noticed i had my uniform on all the evening? well, i forgot the money in the pocket of my old coat you know when god will ruin a man he first of all bereaves him of his senses and it was only this morning at half-past seven that i woke up and grabbed at my coat pocket, first thing. the pocket was empty the purse gone, and not a trace to be found!"