A britchka draws up to a provincial inn. The man inside is described with characteristic Gogol precision: though not handsome, not ill-favoured, not over-fat, not over-thin, not over-elderly, not over-young. Which landowners live nearby, how many souls do they hold, how far from town? His name appears only when he signs the police register: Paul Ivanovitch Chichikov, Collegiate Councillor, Landowner, Travelling on Private Affairs. Then he launches his social campaign. In a single day he calls on every official of note, plus the Inspector of Medicine and the City Architect. To the Governor he remarks that arriving in his province feels like reaching Paradise. The chapter closes with a hint: a certain specialty of his will soon plunge the majority of townsfolk into perplexity.
Two peasants watch it arrive and wonder aloud whether the carriage is headed for Moscow or only as far as Kazan. He appears constructed to be unremarkable. He takes a room, orders dinner, and while waiting interrogates the waiter with apparent casualness: who is the Governor, the Vice-Governor, the Chief of Police? Next morning he inspects the town. The municipal gardens contain sorry little trees propped on painted supports, barely taller than a walking stick, yet the local paper recently praised the Governor for enriching the town with umbrageous trees that move citizens to shed tears of gratitude. To two State Councillors not yet holding the rank of Excellency, he addresses them as Your Excellency twice, a blunder that delights them both.
At the Governor's evening party he observes two species of man: slim ones who dance with ladies, and stout ones who sit at the card table and accumulate. The stout ones, he reflects, end up with country estates. He joins the stout ones. At cards he meets Manilov, sweet-eyed and effusive, and Sobakevitch, who opens the acquaintance by standing on Chichikov's foot. To both, amid the pleasantries, Chichikov puts his careful question: how many peasant souls do they possess? Within days every official has the highest opinion of him. Even Sobakevitch, who speaks well of no one, tells his wife that Chichikov is a very pleasant fellow.
Coming Up in Chapter 2
Having conquered the town's social scene, Chichikov is ready to move beyond mere networking. He plans to visit the landowners he's befriended, but his true motives for these countryside excursions hint at something far more calculating than simple social calls..