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"
He
is
in
there
,
"
said
she
,
pointing
to
the
salon
.
The
room
had
a
blue
wall-paper
,
and
was
well
,
almost
pretentiously
,
furnished
,
with
its
round
table
,
its
divan
,
and
its
bronze
clock
under
a
glass
shade
.
There
was
a
narrow
pier-glass
against
the
wall
,
and
a
chandelier
adorned
with
lustres
hung
by
a
bronze
chain
from
the
ceiling
.
When
the
prince
entered
,
Lebedeff
was
standing
in
the
middle
of
the
room
,
his
back
to
the
door
.
He
was
in
his
shirt-sleeves
,
on
account
of
the
extreme
heat
,
and
he
seemed
to
have
just
reached
the
peroration
of
his
speech
,
and
was
impressively
beating
his
breast
.
His
audience
consisted
of
a
youth
of
about
fifteen
years
of
age
with
a
clever
face
,
who
had
a
book
in
his
hand
,
though
he
was
not
reading
;
a
young
lady
of
twenty
,
in
deep
mourning
,
stood
near
him
with
an
infant
in
her
arms
;
another
girl
of
thirteen
,
also
in
black
,
was
laughing
loudly
,
her
mouth
wide
open
;
and
on
the
sofa
lay
a
handsome
young
man
,
with
black
hair
and
eyes
,
and
a
suspicion
of
beard
and
whiskers
.
He
frequently
interrupted
the
speaker
and
argued
with
him
,
to
the
great
delight
of
the
others
.
"
Lukian
Timofeyovitch
!
Lukian
Timofeyovitch
!
Here
's
someone
to
see
you
!
Look
here
!
...
a
gentleman
to
speak
to
you
!
...
Well
,
it
's
not
my
fault
!
"
and
the
cook
turned
and
went
away
red
with
anger
.
Lebedeff
started
,
and
at
sight
of
the
prince
stood
like
a
statue
for
a
moment
.
Then
he
moved
up
to
him
with
an
ingratiating
smile
,
but
stopped
short
again
.
"
Prince
!
ex-ex-excellency
!
"
he
stammered
.
Then
suddenly
he
ran
towards
the
girl
with
the
infant
,
a
movement
so
unexpected
by
her
that
she
staggered
and
fell
back
,
but
next
moment
he
was
threatening
the
other
child
,
who
was
standing
,
still
laughing
,
in
the
doorway
.
She
screamed
,
and
ran
towards
the
kitchen
.
Lebedeff
stamped
his
foot
angrily
;
then
,
seeing
the
prince
regarding
him
with
amazement
,
he
murmured
apologetically
--
"
Pardon
to
show
respect
!
...
he-he
!
"
"
You
are
quite
wrong
...
"
began
the
prince
.
"
At
once
...
at
once
...
in
one
moment
!
"
He
rushed
like
a
whirlwind
from
the
room
,
and
Muishkin
looked
inquiringly
at
the
others
.
