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The
outburst
was
so
terribly
violent
that
the
prince
thought
it
would
have
killed
her
.
"
There
he
is
!
"
she
shrieked
again
,
pointing
to
the
prince
and
addressing
Aglaya
.
"
There
he
is
!
and
if
he
does
not
approach
me
at
once
and
take
me
and
throw
you
over
,
then
have
him
for
your
own
--
I
give
him
up
to
you
!
I
do
n't
want
him
!
"
Both
she
and
Aglaya
stood
and
waited
as
though
in
expectation
,
and
both
looked
at
the
prince
like
madwomen
.
But
he
,
perhaps
,
did
not
understand
the
full
force
of
this
challenge
;
in
fact
,
it
is
certain
he
did
not
.
All
he
could
see
was
the
poor
despairing
face
which
,
as
he
had
said
to
Aglaya
,
"
had
pierced
his
heart
for
ever
.
"
He
could
bear
it
no
longer
,
and
with
a
look
of
entreaty
,
mingled
with
reproach
,
he
addressed
Aglaya
,
pointing
to
Nastasia
the
while
:
"
How
can
you
?
"
he
murmured
;
"
she
is
so
unhappy
.
"
But
he
had
no
time
to
say
another
word
before
Aglaya
's
terrible
look
bereft
him
of
speech
.
In
that
look
was
embodied
so
dreadful
a
suffering
and
so
deadly
a
hatred
,
that
he
gave
a
cry
and
flew
to
her
;
but
it
was
too
late
.
She
could
not
hold
out
long
enough
even
to
witness
his
movement
in
her
direction
.
She
had
hidden
her
face
in
her
hands
,
cried
once
"
Oh
,
my
God
!
"
and
rushed
out
of
the
room
.
Rogojin
followed
her
to
undo
the
bolts
of
the
door
and
let
her
out
into
the
street
.
The
prince
made
a
rush
after
her
,
but
he
was
caught
and
held
back
.
The
distorted
,
livid
face
of
Nastasia
gazed
at
him
reproachfully
,
and
her
blue
lips
whispered
:
