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“
Never
mind
.
.
.
.
Good
-
bye
.
”
He
turned
away
,
and
walked
to
the
window
.
She
stood
a
moment
,
looked
at
him
uneasily
,
and
went
out
troubled
.
No
,
he
was
not
cold
to
her
.
There
was
an
instant
(
the
very
last
one
)
when
he
had
longed
to
take
her
in
his
arms
and
say
good
-
bye
to
her
,
and
even
to
tell
her
,
but
he
had
not
dared
even
to
touch
her
hand
.
“
Afterwards
she
may
shudder
when
she
remembers
that
I
embraced
her
,
and
will
feel
that
I
stole
her
kiss
.
”
“
And
would
she
stand
that
test
?
”
he
went
on
a
few
minutes
later
to
himself
.
“
No
,
she
wouldn
’
t
;
girls
like
that
can
’
t
stand
things
!
They
never
do
.
”
And
he
thought
of
Sonia
.
There
was
a
breath
of
fresh
air
from
the
window
.
The
daylight
was
fading
.
He
took
up
his
cap
and
went
out
.
He
could
not
,
of
course
,
and
would
not
consider
how
ill
he
was
.
But
all
this
continual
anxiety
and
agony
of
mind
could
not
but
affect
him
.
And
if
he
were
not
lying
in
high
fever
it
was
perhaps
just
because
this
continual
inner
strain
helped
to
keep
him
on
his
legs
and
in
possession
of
his
faculties
.
But
this
artificial
excitement
could
not
last
long
.
He
wandered
aimlessly
.
The
sun
was
setting
.
A
special
form
of
misery
had
begun
to
oppress
him
of
late
.
There
was
nothing
poignant
,
nothing
acute
about
it
;
but
there
was
a
feeling
of
permanence
,
of
eternity
about
it
;
it
brought
a
foretaste
of
hopeless
years
of
this
cold
leaden
misery
,
a
foretaste
of
an
eternity
“
on
a
square
yard
of
space
.
”
Towards
evening
this
sensation
usually
began
to
weigh
on
him
more
heavily
.
“
With
this
idiotic
,
purely
physical
weakness
,
depending
on
the
sunset
or
something
,
one
can
’
t
help
doing
something
stupid
!
You
’
ll
go
to
Dounia
,
as
well
as
to
Sonia
,
”
he
muttered
bitterly
.
