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Frank could see that the captain and the orderly were not listening, being in the genial grip of inertia and greed. He took an envelope out of his drawer, and, conscious od taking a mild risk, since the whole unwieldy administration of All the Russias, which kept working, even if only just, depended on passing of countless numbers of such envelopes, he slid it across the top of the desk. The inspector opened it without embarrassment, counted out the three hundred roubles it contained and transferred them to a leather container, half way between a wallet and a purse, which he kept for 'innocent income'.