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"
Yes
--
yes
--
yes
--
"
The
prince
jumped
up
in
extraordinary
agitation
.
"
I
know
,
I
know
,
I
've
read
of
that
sort
of
thing
--
it
's
internal
haemorrhage
,
you
know
.
Sometimes
there
is
n't
a
drop
--
if
the
blow
goes
straight
to
the
heart
--
"
"
Wait
--
listen
!
"
cried
Rogojin
,
suddenly
,
starting
up
.
"
Somebody
's
walking
about
,
do
you
hear
?
In
the
hall
.
"
Both
sat
up
to
listen
.
"
I
hear
,
"
said
the
prince
in
a
whisper
,
his
eyes
fixed
on
Rogojin
.
"
Footsteps
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Shall
we
shut
the
door
,
and
lock
it
,
or
not
?
"
"
Yes
,
lock
it
.
"
They
locked
the
door
,
and
both
lay
down
again
.
There
was
a
long
silence
.
"
Yes
,
by-the-by
,
"
whispered
the
prince
,
hurriedly
and
excitedly
as
before
,
as
though
he
had
just
seized
hold
of
an
idea
and
was
afraid
of
losing
it
again
.
"
I
--
I
wanted
those
cards
!
They
say
you
played
cards
with
her
?
"
