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"
Her
relations
had
all
died
off
--
her
husband
was
dead
and
buried
forty
years
since
;
and
a
niece
,
who
had
lived
with
her
and
bullied
her
up
to
three
years
ago
,
was
dead
too
;
so
that
she
was
quite
alone
.
"
Well
,
I
was
precious
dull
with
her
,
especially
as
she
was
so
childish
that
there
was
nothing
to
be
got
out
of
her
.
Eventually
,
she
stole
a
fowl
of
mine
;
the
business
is
a
mystery
to
this
day
;
but
it
could
have
been
no
one
but
herself
.
I
requested
to
be
quartered
somewhere
else
,
and
was
shifted
to
the
other
end
of
the
town
,
to
the
house
of
a
merchant
with
a
large
family
,
and
a
long
beard
,
as
I
remember
him
.
Nikifor
and
I
were
delighted
to
go
;
but
the
old
lady
was
not
pleased
at
our
departure
.
"
Well
,
a
day
or
two
afterwards
,
when
I
returned
from
drill
,
Nikifor
says
to
me
:
'
We
ought
n't
to
have
left
our
tureen
with
the
old
lady
,
I
've
nothing
to
serve
the
soup
in
.
'
"
I
asked
how
it
came
about
that
the
tureen
had
been
left
.
Nikifor
explained
that
the
old
lady
refused
to
give
it
up
,
because
,
she
said
,
we
had
broken
her
bowl
,
and
she
must
have
our
tureen
in
place
of
it
;
she
had
declared
that
I
had
so
arranged
the
matter
with
herself
.
"
This
baseness
on
her
part
of
course
aroused
my
young
blood
to
fever
heat
;
I
jumped
up
,
and
away
I
flew
.
"
I
arrived
at
the
old
woman
's
house
beside
myself
.
She
was
sitting
in
a
corner
all
alone
,
leaning
her
face
on
her
hand
.
I
fell
on
her
like
a
clap
of
thunder
.
'
You
old
wretch
!
'
I
yelled
and
all
that
sort
of
thing
,
in
real
Russian
style
.
Well
,
when
I
began
cursing
at
her
,
a
strange
thing
happened
.
I
looked
at
her
,
and
she
stared
back
with
her
eyes
starting
out
of
her
head
,
but
she
did
not
say
a
word
.
She
seemed
to
sway
about
as
she
sat
,
and
looked
and
looked
at
me
in
the
strangest
way
.
Well
,
I
soon
stopped
swearing
and
looked
closer
at
her
,
asked
her
questions
,
but
not
a
word
could
I
get
out
of
her
.
The
flies
were
buzzing
about
the
room
and
only
this
sound
broke
the
silence
;
the
sun
was
setting
outside
;
I
did
n't
know
what
to
make
of
it
,
so
I
went
away
.
"
Before
I
reached
home
I
was
met
and
summoned
to
the
major
's
,
so
that
it
was
some
while
before
I
actually
got
there
.
When
I
came
in
,
Nikifor
met
me
.
'
Have
you
heard
,
sir
,
that
our
old
lady
is
dead
?
'
'
dead
,
when
?
'
'
Oh
,
an
hour
and
a
half
ago
.
'
That
meant
nothing
more
nor
less
than
that
she
was
dying
at
the
moment
when
I
pounced
on
her
and
began
abusing
her
.
"
This
produced
a
great
effect
upon
me
.
I
used
to
dream
of
the
poor
old
woman
at
nights
.
I
really
am
not
superstitious
,
but
two
days
after
,
I
went
to
her
funeral
,
and
as
time
went
on
I
thought
more
and
more
about
her
.
I
said
to
myself
,
'
This
woman
,
this
human
being
,
lived
to
a
great
age
.
She
had
children
,
a
husband
and
family
,
friends
and
relations
;
her
household
was
busy
and
cheerful
;
she
was
surrounded
by
smiling
faces
;
and
then
suddenly
they
are
gone
,
and
she
is
left
alone
like
a
solitary
fly
...
like
a
fly
,
cursed
with
the
burden
of
her
age
.
At
last
,
God
calls
her
to
Himself
.
At
sunset
,
on
a
lovely
summer
's
evening
,
my
little
old
woman
passes
away
--
a
thought
,
you
will
notice
,
which
offers
much
food
for
reflection
--
and
behold
!
instead
of
tears
and
prayers
to
start
her
on
her
last
journey
,
she
has
insults
and
jeers
from
a
young
ensign
,
who
stands
before
her
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
,
making
a
terrible
row
about
a
soup
tureen
!
'
Of
course
I
was
to
blame
,
and
even
now
that
I
have
time
to
look
back
at
it
calmly
,
I
pity
the
poor
old
thing
no
less
.
I
repeat
that
I
wonder
at
myself
,
for
after
all
I
was
not
really
responsible
.
Why
did
she
take
it
into
her
head
to
die
at
that
moment
?
But
the
more
I
thought
of
it
,
the
more
I
felt
the
weight
of
it
upon
my
mind
;
and
I
never
got
quite
rid
of
the
impression
until
I
put
a
couple
of
old
women
into
an
almshouse
and
kept
them
there
at
my
own
expense
.
There
,
that
's
all
.
I
repeat
I
dare
say
I
have
committed
many
a
grievous
sin
in
my
day
;
but
I
can
not
help
always
looking
back
upon
this
as
the
worst
action
I
have
ever
perpetrated
.
