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"
Your
love
is
mingled
with
hatred
,
and
therefore
,
when
your
love
passes
,
there
will
be
the
greater
misery
,
"
said
the
prince
.
"
I
tell
you
this
,
Parfen
--
"
"
What
!
that
I
'll
cut
her
throat
,
you
mean
?
"
The
prince
shuddered
.
"
You
'll
hate
her
afterwards
for
all
your
present
love
,
and
for
all
the
torment
you
are
suffering
on
her
account
now
.
What
seems
to
me
the
most
extraordinary
thing
is
,
that
she
can
again
consent
to
marry
you
,
after
all
that
has
passed
between
you
.
When
I
heard
the
news
yesterday
,
I
could
hardly
bring
myself
to
believe
it
.
Why
,
she
has
run
twice
from
you
,
from
the
very
altar
rails
,
as
it
were
.
She
must
have
some
presentiment
of
evil
.
What
can
she
want
with
you
now
?
Your
money
?
Nonsense
!
Besides
,
I
should
think
you
must
have
made
a
fairly
large
hole
in
your
fortune
already
.
Surely
it
is
not
because
she
is
so
very
anxious
to
find
a
husband
?
She
could
find
many
a
one
besides
yourself
.
Anyone
would
be
better
than
you
,
because
you
will
murder
her
,
and
I
feel
sure
she
must
know
that
but
too
well
by
now
.
Is
it
because
you
love
her
so
passionately
?
Indeed
,
that
may
be
it
.
I
have
heard
that
there
are
women
who
want
just
that
kind
of
love
...
but
still
...
"
The
prince
paused
,
reflectively
.
"
What
are
you
grinning
at
my
father
's
portrait
again
for
?
"
asked
Rogojin
,
suddenly
.
He
was
carefully
observing
every
change
in
the
expression
of
the
prince
's
face
.
"
I
smiled
because
the
idea
came
into
my
head
that
if
it
were
not
for
this
unhappy
passion
of
yours
you
might
have
,
and
would
have
,
become
just
such
a
man
as
your
father
,
and
that
very
quickly
,
too
.
You
'd
have
settled
down
in
this
house
of
yours
with
some
silent
and
obedient
wife
.
You
would
have
spoken
rarely
,
trusted
no
one
,
heeded
no
one
,
and
thought
of
nothing
but
making
money
.
"
"
Laugh
away
!
She
said
exactly
the
same
,
almost
word
for
word
,
when
she
saw
my
father
's
portrait
.
It
's
remarkable
how
entirely
you
and
she
are
at
one
now-a-days
.
"
"
What
,
has
she
been
here
?
"
asked
the
prince
with
curiosity
.
"
Yes
!
She
looked
long
at
the
portrait
and
asked
all
about
my
father
.
'
You
'd
be
just
such
another
,
'
she
said
at
last
,
and
laughed
.
'
You
have
such
strong
passions
,
Parfen
,
'
she
said
,
'
that
they
'd
have
taken
you
to
Siberia
in
no
time
if
you
had
not
,
luckily
,
intelligence
as
well
.
For
you
have
a
good
deal
of
intelligence
.
'
(
She
said
this
--
believe
it
or
not
.
The
first
time
I
ever
heard
anything
of
that
sort
from
her
.
)
'
You
'd
soon
have
thrown
up
all
this
rowdyism
that
you
indulge
in
now
,
and
you
'd
have
settled
down
to
quiet
,
steady
money-making
,
because
you
have
little
education
;
and
here
you
'd
have
stayed
just
like
your
father
before
you
.
And
you
'd
have
loved
your
money
so
that
you
'd
amass
not
two
million
,
like
him
,
but
ten
million
;
and
you
'd
have
died
of
hunger
on
your
money
bags
to
finish
up
with
,
for
you
carry
everything
to
extremes
.
'
There
,
that
's
exactly
word
for
word
as
she
said
it
to
me
.
She
never
talked
to
me
like
that
before
.
She
always
talks
nonsense
and
laughs
when
she
's
with
me
.
We
went
all
over
this
old
house
together
.
'
I
shall
change
all
this
,
'
I
said
,
'
or
else
I
'll
buy
a
new
house
for
the
wedding
.
'
'
No
,
no
!
'
she
said
,
'
do
n't
touch
anything
;
leave
it
all
as
it
is
;
I
shall
live
with
your
mother
when
I
marry
you
.
'
