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Around
him
all
was
quiet
;
only
the
flutter
and
whisper
of
the
leaves
broke
the
silence
,
but
broke
it
only
to
cause
it
to
appear
yet
more
deep
and
still
.
He
dreamed
many
dreams
as
he
sat
there
,
and
all
were
full
of
disquiet
,
so
that
he
shuddered
every
moment
.
At
length
a
woman
seemed
to
approach
him
.
He
knew
her
,
oh
!
he
knew
her
only
too
well
.
He
could
always
name
her
and
recognize
her
anywhere
;
but
,
strange
,
she
seemed
to
have
quite
a
different
face
from
hers
,
as
he
had
known
it
,
and
he
felt
a
tormenting
desire
to
be
able
to
say
she
was
not
the
same
woman
In
the
face
before
him
there
was
such
dreadful
remorse
and
horror
that
he
thought
she
must
be
a
criminal
,
that
she
must
have
just
committed
some
awful
crime
.
Tears
were
trembling
on
her
white
cheek
.
She
beckoned
him
,
but
placed
her
finger
on
her
lip
as
though
to
warn
him
that
he
must
follow
her
very
quietly
.
His
heart
froze
within
him
.
He
would
n't
,
he
could
n't
confess
her
to
be
a
criminal
,
and
yet
he
felt
that
something
dreadful
would
happen
the
next
moment
,
something
which
would
blast
his
whole
life
.
She
seemed
to
wish
to
show
him
something
,
not
far
off
,
in
the
park
.
He
rose
from
his
seat
in
order
to
follow
her
,
when
a
bright
,
clear
peal
of
laughter
rang
out
by
his
side
.
He
felt
somebody
's
hand
suddenly
in
his
own
,
seized
it
,
pressed
it
hard
,
and
awoke
.
Before
him
stood
Aglaya
,
laughing
aloud
.
She
laughed
,
but
she
was
rather
angry
too
.
"
He
's
asleep
!
You
were
asleep
,
"
she
said
,
with
contemptuous
surprise
.
"
Is
it
really
you
?
"
muttered
the
prince
,
not
quite
himself
as
yet
,
and
recognizing
her
with
a
start
of
amazement
.
"
Oh
yes
,
of
course
,
"
he
added
,
"
this
is
our
rendezvous
.
I
fell
asleep
here
.
"
