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The vodka and a good three-course dinner (_Plotki_ for fish, _Lockschen_ for soup, and _Zrazy_ for joint) brought David new courage, and again he sallied out to recruit.
This time he sought the market-place -- a badly-paved square, bordered with small houses and congested with stalls and a grey, kaftaned crowd, amid which gleamed the blue blouses of the ungodly younger generation. He had hitherto addressed himself to the classes -- he would hear the voice of the people.