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"
Yes
,
I
played
with
her
,
"
said
Rogojin
,
after
a
short
silence
.
"
Where
are
the
cards
?
"
"
Here
they
are
,
"
said
Rogojin
,
after
a
still
longer
pause
.
He
pulled
out
a
pack
of
cards
,
wrapped
in
a
bit
of
paper
,
from
his
pocket
,
and
handed
them
to
the
prince
.
The
latter
took
them
,
with
a
sort
of
perplexity
.
A
new
,
sad
,
helpless
feeling
weighed
on
his
heart
;
he
had
suddenly
realized
that
not
only
at
this
moment
,
but
for
a
long
while
,
he
had
not
been
saying
what
he
wanted
to
say
,
had
not
been
acting
as
he
wanted
to
act
;
and
that
these
cards
which
he
held
in
his
hand
,
and
which
he
had
been
so
delighted
to
have
at
first
,
were
now
of
no
use
--
no
use
...
He
rose
,
and
wrung
his
hands
.
Rogojin
lay
motionless
,
and
seemed
neither
to
hear
nor
see
his
movements
;
but
his
eyes
blazed
in
the
darkness
,
and
were
fixed
in
a
wild
stare
.
The
prince
sat
down
on
a
chair
,
and
watched
him
in
alarm
.
Half
an
hour
went
by
.
Suddenly
Rogojin
burst
into
a
loud
abrupt
laugh
,
as
though
he
had
quite
forgotten
that
they
must
speak
in
whispers
.
"
That
officer
,
eh
!
--
that
young
officer
--
do
n't
you
remember
that
fellow
at
the
band
?
Eh
?
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
Did
n't
she
whip
him
smartly
,
eh
?
"
The
prince
jumped
up
from
his
seat
in
renewed
terror
.
When
Rogojin
quieted
down
(
which
he
did
at
once
)
the
prince
bent
over
him
,
sat
down
beside
him
,
and
with
painfully
beating
heart
and
still
more
painful
breath
,
watched
his
face
intently
.
Rogojin
never
turned
his
head
,
and
seemed
to
have
forgotten
all
about
him
.
The
prince
watched
and
waited
.
Time
went
on
--
it
began
to
grow
light
.
Rogojin
began
to
wander
--
muttering
disconnectedly
;
then
he
took
to
shouting
and
laughing
.
The
prince
stretched
out
a
trembling
hand
and
gently
stroked
his
hair
and
his
cheeks
--
he
could
do
nothing
more
.
His
legs
trembled
again
and
he
seemed
to
have
lost
the
use
of
them
.
A
new
sensation
came
over
him
,
filling
his
heart
and
soul
with
infinite
anguish
.
