MichaelleftthegreatsquareofNijni-Novgorod，wherethetumultproducedbythecarryingoutoftheprescribedmeasureshadnowreacheditsheight。Recriminationsfromthebanishedstrangers，shoutsfromtheagentsandCossackswhowereusingthemsobrutally，togethermadeanindescribableuproar。Thegirlforwhomhesearchedcouldnotbethere。Itwasnownineo’clockinthemorning。
Thesteamboatdidnotstarttilltwelve。MichaelStrogoffhadthereforenearlytwohourstoemployinsearchingforherwhomhewishedtomakehistravelingcompanion。
HecrossedtheVolgaagainandhuntedthroughthequartersontheotherside，wherethecrowdwasmuchlessconsiderable。
Heenteredthechurches，thenaturalrefugeforallwhoweep，forallwhosuffer。NowheredidhemeetwiththeyoungLivonian。
“Andyet，“herepeated，“shecouldnothaveleftNijni-Novgorodyet。