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Suddenly
,
to
the
astonishment
of
all
,
Keller
went
quickly
up
to
the
general
.
"
Excellency
,
"
he
said
,
impulsively
,
"
if
you
want
a
reliable
man
for
the
night
,
I
am
ready
to
sacrifice
myself
for
my
friend
--
such
a
soul
as
he
has
!
I
have
long
thought
him
a
great
man
,
excellency
!
My
article
showed
my
lack
of
education
,
but
when
he
criticizes
he
scatters
pearls
!
"
Ivan
Fedorovitch
turned
from
the
boxer
with
a
gesture
of
despair
.
"
I
shall
be
delighted
if
he
will
stay
;
it
would
certainly
be
difficult
for
him
to
get
back
to
Petersburg
,
"
said
the
prince
,
in
answer
to
the
eager
questions
of
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
.
"
But
you
are
half
asleep
,
are
you
not
?
If
you
do
n't
want
him
,
I
will
take
him
back
to
my
house
!
Why
,
good
gracious
!
He
can
hardly
stand
up
himself
!
What
is
it
?
Are
you
ill
?
"
Not
finding
the
prince
on
his
death-bed
,
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
had
been
misled
by
his
appearance
to
think
him
much
better
than
he
was
.
But
his
recent
illness
,
the
painful
memories
attached
to
it
,
the
fatigue
of
this
evening
,
the
incident
with
"
Pavlicheff
's
son
,
"
and
now
this
scene
with
Hippolyte
,
had
all
so
worked
on
his
oversensitive
nature
that
he
was
now
almost
in
a
fever
.
Moreover
,
a
new
trouble
,
almost
a
fear
,
showed
itself
in
his
eyes
;
he
watched
Hippolyte
anxiously
as
if
expecting
something
further
.
Suddenly
Hippolyte
arose
.
His
face
,
shockingly
pale
,
was
that
of
a
man
overwhelmed
with
shame
and
despair
.
This
was
shown
chiefly
in
the
look
of
fear
and
hatred
which
he
cast
upon
the
assembled
company
,
and
in
the
wild
smile
upon
his
trembling
lips
.
Then
he
cast
down
his
eyes
,
and
with
the
same
smile
,
staggered
towards
Burdovsky
and
Doktorenko
,
who
stood
at
the
entrance
to
the
verandah
.
He
had
decided
to
go
with
them
.
"
There
!
that
is
what
I
feared
!
"
cried
the
prince
.
"
It
was
inevitable
!
"
Hippolyte
turned
upon
him
,
a
prey
to
maniacal
rage
,
which
set
all
the
muscles
of
his
face
quivering
.
