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"
Oh
,
are
n't
you
ashamed
of
yourself
--
are
n't
you
ashamed
?
Are
you
really
the
sort
of
woman
you
are
trying
to
represent
yourself
to
be
?
Is
it
possible
?
"
The
prince
was
now
addressing
Nastasia
,
in
a
tone
of
reproach
,
which
evidently
came
from
his
very
heart
.
Nastasia
Philipovna
looked
surprised
,
and
smiled
,
but
evidently
concealed
something
beneath
her
smile
and
with
some
confusion
and
a
glance
at
Gania
she
left
the
room
.
However
,
she
had
not
reached
the
outer
hall
when
she
turned
round
,
walked
quickly
up
to
Nina
Alexandrovna
,
seized
her
hand
and
lifted
it
to
her
lips
.
"
He
guessed
quite
right
.
I
am
not
that
sort
of
woman
,
"
she
whispered
hurriedly
,
flushing
red
all
over
.
Then
she
turned
again
and
left
the
room
so
quickly
that
no
one
could
imagine
what
she
had
come
back
for
.
All
they
saw
was
that
she
said
something
to
Nina
Alexandrovna
in
a
hurried
whisper
,
and
seemed
to
kiss
her
hand
.
Varia
,
however
,
both
saw
and
heard
all
,
and
watched
Nastasia
out
of
the
room
with
an
expression
of
wonder
.
Gania
recollected
himself
in
time
to
rush
after
her
in
order
to
show
her
out
,
but
she
had
gone
.
He
followed
her
to
the
stairs
.
"
Do
n't
come
with
me
,
"
she
cried
,
"
Au
revoir
,
till
the
evening
--
do
you
hear
?
Au
revoir
!
"
He
returned
thoughtful
and
confused
;
the
riddle
lay
heavier
than
ever
on
his
soul
He
was
troubled
about
the
prince
,
too
,
and
so
bewildered
that
he
did
not
even
observe
Rogojin
's
rowdy
band
crowd
past
him
and
step
on
his
toes
,
at
the
door
as
they
went
out
.
They
were
all
talking
at
once
.
Rogojin
went
ahead
of
the
others
,
talking
to
Ptitsin
,
and
apparently
insisting
vehemently
upon
something
very
important
.
"
You
've
lost
the
game
,
Gania
"
he
cried
,
as
he
passed
the
latter
.
Gania
gazed
after
him
uneasily
,
but
said
nothing
.