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"
Forgive
a
silly
,
horrid
,
spoilt
girl
"
--
(
she
took
his
hand
here
)
--
"
and
be
quite
assured
that
we
all
of
us
esteem
you
beyond
all
words
.
And
if
I
dared
to
turn
your
beautiful
,
admirable
simplicity
to
ridicule
,
forgive
me
as
you
would
a
little
child
its
mischief
.
Forgive
me
all
my
absurdity
of
just
now
,
which
,
of
course
,
meant
nothing
,
and
could
not
have
the
slightest
consequence
.
"
She
spoke
these
words
with
great
emphasis
.
Her
father
,
mother
,
and
sisters
came
into
the
room
and
were
much
struck
with
the
last
words
,
which
they
just
caught
as
they
entered
--
"
absurdity
which
of
course
meant
nothing
"
--
and
still
more
so
with
the
emphasis
with
which
Aglaya
had
spoken
.
They
exchanged
glances
questioningly
,
but
the
prince
did
not
seem
to
have
understood
the
meaning
of
Aglaya
's
words
;
he
was
in
the
highest
heaven
of
delight
.
"
Why
do
you
speak
so
?
"
he
murmured
.
"
Why
do
you
ask
my
forgiveness
?
"
He
wished
to
add
that
he
was
unworthy
of
being
asked
for
forgiveness
by
her
,
but
paused
.
Perhaps
he
did
understand
Aglaya
's
sentence
about
"
absurdity
which
meant
nothing
,
"
and
like
the
strange
fellow
that
he
was
,
rejoiced
in
the
words
.
Undoubtedly
the
fact
that
he
might
now
come
and
see
Aglaya
as
much
as
he
pleased
again
was
quite
enough
to
make
him
perfectly
happy
;
that
he
might
come
and
speak
to
her
,
and
see
her
,
and
sit
by
her
,
and
walk
with
her
--
who
knows
,
but
that
all
this
was
quite
enough
to
satisfy
him
for
the
whole
of
his
life
,
and
that
he
would
desire
no
more
to
the
end
of
time
?
(
Lizabetha
Prokofievna
felt
that
this
might
be
the
case
,
and
she
did
n't
like
it
;
though
very
probably
she
could
not
have
put
the
idea
into
words
.
)
It
would
be
difficult
to
describe
the
animation
and
high
spirits
which
distinguished
the
prince
for
the
rest
of
the
evening
.
He
was
so
happy
that
"
it
made
one
feel
happy
to
look
at
him
,
"
as
Aglaya
's
sisters
expressed
it
afterwards
.
He
talked
,
and
told
stories
just
as
he
had
done
once
before
,
and
never
since
,
namely
on
the
very
first
morning
of
his
acquaintance
with
the
Epanchins
,
six
months
ago
.
Since
his
return
to
Petersburg
from
Moscow
,
he
had
been
remarkably
silent
,
and
had
told
Prince
S.
on
one
occasion
,
before
everyone
,
that
he
did
not
think
himself
justified
in
degrading
any
thought
by
his
unworthy
words
.
But
this
evening
he
did
nearly
all
the
talking
himself
,
and
told
stories
by
the
dozen
,
while
he
answered
all
questions
put
to
him
clearly
,
gladly
,
and
with
any
amount
of
detail
.
