noon
Though I have done many foolish things , all the same I am a very good fellow , ' thought he . Morning found him at the third post-stage . He drank tea , and himself helped Vanyusha to move his bundles and trunks and sat down among them , sensible , erect , and precise , knowing where all his belongings were , how much money he had and where it was , where he had put his passport and the post-horse requisition and toll-gate papers , and it all seemed to him so well arranged that he grew quite cheerful and the long journey before him seemed an extended pleasure-trip . All that morning and noon he was deep in calculations of how many versts he had travelled , how many remained to the next stage , how many to the next town , to the place where he would dine , to the place where he would drink tea , and to Stavropol , and what fraction of the whole journey was already accomplished . He also calculated how much money he had with him , how much would be left over , how much would pay off all his debts , and what proportion of his income he would spend each month . Towards evening , after tea , he calculated that to Stavropol there still remained seven-elevenths of the whole journey , that his debts would require seven months ' economy and one-eighth of his whole fortune ; and then , tranquillized , he wrapped himself up , lay down in the sledge , and again dozed off . His imagination was now turned to the future : to the Caucasus .