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"
It
is
my
mother
's
.
You
get
to
her
apartments
by
that
passage
.
"
"
Where
's
your
brother
?
"
"
In
the
other
wing
.
"
"
Is
he
married
?
"
"
Widower
.
Why
do
you
want
to
know
all
this
?
"
The
prince
looked
at
him
,
but
said
nothing
.
He
had
suddenly
relapsed
into
musing
,
and
had
probably
not
heard
the
question
at
all
.
Rogojin
did
not
insist
upon
an
answer
,
and
there
was
silence
for
a
few
moments
.
"
I
guessed
which
was
your
house
from
a
hundred
yards
off
,
"
said
the
prince
at
last
.
"
Why
so
?
"
"
I
do
n't
quite
know
.
Your
house
has
the
aspect
of
yourself
and
all
your
family
;
it
bears
the
stamp
of
the
Rogojin
life
;
but
ask
me
why
I
think
so
,
and
I
can
tell
you
nothing
.
It
is
nonsense
,
of
course
.
I
am
nervous
about
this
kind
of
thing
troubling
me
so
much
.
I
had
never
before
imagined
what
sort
of
a
house
you
would
live
in
,
and
yet
no
sooner
did
I
set
eyes
on
this
one
than
I
said
to
myself
that
it
must
be
yours
.
"
