I fished out fourpence, and put his cross on my own neck, and I could see by his face that he was as pleased as he could be at the thought that he had succeeded in cheating
a foolish gentleman, and away he went to drink the value of his cross.
He was quite aware that Vasili Andreevich was cheating
him, but at the same time he felt that it was useless to try to clear up his accounts with him or explain his side of the matter, and that as long as he had nowhere to go he must accept what he could get.
Neither lying, nor cheating
, nor hypocrisy was here.