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Mrs.
Epanchin
was
just
wondering
whether
she
would
not
forbid
the
performance
after
all
,
when
,
at
the
very
moment
that
Aglaya
commenced
her
declamation
,
two
new
guests
,
both
talking
loudly
,
entered
from
the
street
.
The
new
arrivals
were
General
Epanchin
and
a
young
man
.
Their
entrance
caused
some
slight
commotion
.
The
young
fellow
accompanying
the
general
was
about
twenty-eight
,
tall
,
and
well
built
,
with
a
handsome
and
clever
face
,
and
bright
black
eyes
,
full
of
fun
and
intelligence
.
Aglaya
did
not
so
much
as
glance
at
the
new
arrivals
,
but
went
on
with
her
recitation
,
gazing
at
the
prince
the
while
in
an
affected
manner
,
and
at
him
alone
.
It
was
clear
to
him
that
she
was
doing
all
this
with
some
special
object
.
But
the
new
guests
at
least
somewhat
eased
his
strained
and
uncomfortable
position
.
Seeing
them
approaching
,
he
rose
from
his
chair
,
and
nodding
amicably
to
the
general
,
signed
to
him
not
to
interrupt
the
recitation
.
He
then
got
behind
his
chair
,
and
stood
there
with
his
left
hand
resting
on
the
back
of
it
.
Thanks
to
this
change
of
position
,
he
was
able
to
listen
to
the
ballad
with
far
less
embarrassment
than
before
.
Mrs.
Epanchin
had
also
twice
motioned
to
the
new
arrivals
to
be
quiet
,
and
stay
where
they
were
.
The
prince
was
much
interested
in
the
young
man
who
had
just
entered
.
He
easily
concluded
that
this
was
Evgenie
Pavlovitch
Radomski
,
of
whom
he
had
already
heard
mention
several
times
.
He
was
puzzled
,
however
,
by
the
young
man
's
plain
clothes
,
for
he
had
always
heard
of
Evgenie
Pavlovitch
as
a
military
man
.
An
ironical
smile
played
on
Evgenie
's
lips
all
the
while
the
recitation
was
proceeding
,
which
showed
that
he
,
too
,
was
probably
in
the
secret
of
the
'
poor
knight
'
joke
.
But
it
had
become
quite
a
different
matter
with
Aglaya
.
All
the
affectation
of
manner
which
she
had
displayed
at
the
beginning
disappeared
as
the
ballad
proceeded
.
She
spoke
the
lines
in
so
serious
and
exalted
a
manner
,
and
with
so
much
taste
,
that
she
even
seemed
to
justify
the
exaggerated
solemnity
with
which
she
had
stepped
forward
.
It
was
impossible
to
discern
in
her
now
anything
but
a
deep
feeling
for
the
spirit
of
the
poem
which
she
had
undertaken
to
interpret
.
Her
eyes
were
aglow
with
inspiration
,
and
a
slight
tremor
of
rapture
passed
over
her
lovely
features
once
or
twice
.
She
continued
to
recite
:
"
Once
there
came
a
vision
glorious
,
Mystic
,
dreadful
,
wondrous
fair
;
