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For
a
whole
month
she
forgot
her
fears
and
worries
.
Adelaida
's
fate
was
settled
;
and
with
her
name
that
of
Aglaya
's
was
linked
,
in
society
gossip
.
People
whispered
that
Aglaya
,
too
,
was
"
as
good
as
engaged
;
"
and
Aglaya
always
looked
so
sweet
and
behaved
so
well
(
during
this
period
)
,
that
the
mother
's
heart
was
full
of
joy
.
Of
course
,
Evgenie
Pavlovitch
must
be
thoroughly
studied
first
,
before
the
final
step
should
be
taken
;
but
,
really
,
how
lovely
dear
Aglaya
had
become
--
she
actually
grew
more
beautiful
every
day
!
And
then
--
Yes
,
and
then
--
this
abominable
prince
showed
his
face
again
,
and
everything
went
topsy-turvy
at
once
,
and
everyone
seemed
as
mad
as
March
hares
.
What
had
really
happened
?
If
it
had
been
any
other
family
than
the
Epanchins
'
,
nothing
particular
would
have
happened
.
But
,
thanks
to
Mrs.
Epanchin
's
invariable
fussiness
and
anxiety
,
there
could
not
be
the
slightest
hitch
in
the
simplest
matters
of
everyday
life
,
but
she
immediately
foresaw
the
most
dreadful
and
alarming
consequences
,
and
suffered
accordingly
.
What
then
must
have
been
her
condition
,
when
,
among
all
the
imaginary
anxieties
and
calamities
which
so
constantly
beset
her
,
she
now
saw
looming
ahead
a
serious
cause
for
annoyance
--
something
really
likely
to
arouse
doubts
and
suspicions
!
"
How
dared
they
,
how
dared
they
write
that
hateful
anonymous
letter
informing
me
that
Aglaya
is
in
communication
with
Nastasia
Philipovna
?
"
she
thought
,
as
she
dragged
the
prince
along
towards
her
own
house
,
and
again
when
she
sat
him
down
at
the
round
table
where
the
family
was
already
assembled
.
"
How
dared
they
so
much
as
think
of
such
a
thing
?
I
should
die
with
shame
if
I
thought
there
was
a
particle
of
truth
in
it
,
or
if
I
were
to
show
the
letter
to
Aglaya
herself
!
Who
dares
play
these
jokes
upon
us
,
the
Epanchins
?
Why
did
n't
we
go
to
the
Yelagin
instead
of
coming
down
here
?
I
told
you
we
had
better
go
to
the
Yelagin
this
summer
,
Ivan
Fedorovitch
.
It
's
all
your
fault
.
I
dare
say
it
was
that
Varia
who
sent
the
letter
.
It
's
all
Ivan
Fedorovitch
.
That
woman
is
doing
it
all
for
him
,
I
know
she
is
,
to
show
she
can
make
a
fool
of
him
now
just
as
she
did
when
he
used
to
give
her
pearls
.
"
But
after
all
is
said
,
we
are
mixed
up
in
it
.
Your
daughters
are
mixed
up
in
it
,
Ivan
Fedorovitch
;
young
ladies
in
society
,
young
ladies
at
an
age
to
be
married
;
they
were
present
,
they
heard
everything
there
was
to
hear
.
They
were
mixed
up
with
that
other
scene
,
too
,
with
those
dreadful
youths
.
You
must
be
pleased
to
remember
they
heard
it
all
.
I
can
not
forgive
that
wretched
prince
.
I
never
shall
forgive
him
!
And
why
,
if
you
please
,
has
Aglaya
had
an
attack
of
nerves
for
these
last
three
days
?
Why
has
she
all
but
quarrelled
with
her
sisters
,
even
with
Alexandra
--
whom
she
respects
so
much
that
she
always
kisses
her
hands
as
though
she
were
her
mother
?
What
are
all
these
riddles
of
hers
that
we
have
to
guess
?
What
has
Gavrila
Ardalionovitch
to
do
with
it
?
Why
did
she
take
upon
herself
to
champion
him
this
morning
,
and
burst
into
tears
over
it
?
Why
is
there
an
allusion
to
that
cursed
'
poor
knight
'
in
the
anonymous
letter
?
And
why
did
I
rush
off
to
him
just
now
like
a
lunatic
,
and
drag
him
back
here
?
I
do
believe
I
've
gone
mad
at
last
.
What
on
earth
have
I
done
now
?
To
talk
to
a
young
man
about
my
daughter
's
secrets
--
and
secrets
having
to
do
with
himself
,
too
!
Thank
goodness
,
he
's
an
idiot
,
and
a
friend
of
the
house
!
Surely
Aglaya
has
n't
fallen
in
love
with
such
a
gaby
!
What
an
idea
!
Pfu
!
we
ought
all
to
be
put
under
glass
cases
--
myself
first
of
all
--
and
be
shown
off
as
curiosities
,
at
ten
copecks
a
peep
!
"
"
I
shall
never
forgive
you
for
all
this
,
Ivan
Fedorovitch
--
never
!
Look
at
her
now
.
Why
does
n't
she
make
fun
of
him
?
She
said
she
would
,
and
she
does
n't
.
Look
there
!
She
stares
at
him
with
all
her
eyes
,
and
does
n't
move
;
and
yet
she
told
him
not
to
come
.
He
looks
pale
enough
;
and
that
abominable
chatterbox
,
Evgenie
Pavlovitch
,
monopolizes
the
whole
of
the
conversation
.
Nobody
else
can
get
a
word
in
.
I
could
soon
find
out
all
about
everything
if
I
could
only
change
the
subject
.
"
The
prince
certainly
was
very
pale
.
