You know the game of rolling eggs: when one's rolled a long while it becomes a _shlupik_.

So it is with us; one goes on coming and coming to the club, and ends by becoming a _shlupik_.

Ah, you laugh! but we look out, for fear of dropping into it ourselves.

You know Prince Tchetchensky?" inquired the prince; and Levin saw by his face that he was just going to relate something funny.