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"
Well
--
it
's
all
most
strange
to
me
.
That
is
--
my
dear
fellow
,
it
is
such
a
surprise
--
such
a
blow
--
that
...
You
see
,
it
is
not
your
financial
position
(
though
I
should
not
object
if
you
were
a
bit
richer
)
--
I
am
thinking
of
my
daughter
's
happiness
,
of
course
,
and
the
thing
is
--
are
you
able
to
give
her
the
happiness
she
deserves
?
And
then
--
is
all
this
a
joke
on
her
part
,
or
is
she
in
earnest
?
I
do
n't
mean
on
your
side
,
but
on
hers
.
"
At
this
moment
Alexandra
's
voice
was
heard
outside
the
door
,
calling
out
"
Papa
!
"
"
Wait
for
me
here
,
my
boy
--
will
you
?
Just
wait
and
think
it
all
over
,
and
I
'll
come
back
directly
,
"
he
said
hurriedly
,
and
made
off
with
what
looked
like
the
rapidity
of
alarm
in
response
to
Alexandra
's
call
.
He
found
the
mother
and
daughter
locked
in
one
another
's
arms
,
mingling
their
tears
.
These
were
the
tears
of
joy
and
peace
and
reconciliation
.
Aglaya
was
kissing
her
mother
's
lips
and
cheeks
and
hands
;
they
were
hugging
each
other
in
the
most
ardent
way
.
"
There
,
look
at
her
now
--
Ivan
Fedorovitch
!
Here
she
is
--
all
of
her
!
This
is
our
real
Aglaya
at
last
!
"
said
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
.
Aglaya
raised
her
happy
,
tearful
face
from
her
mother
's
breast
,
glanced
at
her
father
,
and
burst
out
laughing
.
She
sprang
at
him
and
hugged
him
too
,
and
kissed
him
over
and
over
again
.
She
then
rushed
back
to
her
mother
and
hid
her
face
in
the
maternal
bosom
,
and
there
indulged
in
more
tears
.
Her
mother
covered
her
with
a
corner
of
her
shawl
.
"
Oh
,
you
cruel
little
girl
!
How
will
you
treat
us
all
next
,
I
wonder
?
"
she
said
,
but
she
spoke
with
a
ring
of
joy
in
her
voice
,
and
as
though
she
breathed
at
last
without
the
oppression
which
she
had
felt
so
long
.
"
Cruel
?
"
sobbed
Aglaya
.
"
Yes
,
I
am
cruel
,
and
worthless
,
and
spoiled
--
tell
father
so
,
--
oh
,
here
he
is
--
I
forgot
Father
,
listen
!
"
She
laughed
through
her
tears
.
