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The
prince
gazed
at
it
for
a
minute
or
two
,
then
glanced
around
him
,
and
hurriedly
raised
the
portrait
to
his
lips
.
When
,
a
minute
after
,
he
reached
the
drawing-room
door
,
his
face
was
quite
composed
.
But
just
as
he
reached
the
door
he
met
Aglaya
coming
out
alone
.
"
Gavrila
Ardalionovitch
begged
me
to
give
you
this
,
"
he
said
,
handing
her
the
note
.
Aglaya
stopped
,
took
the
letter
,
and
gazed
strangely
into
the
prince
's
eyes
.
There
was
no
confusion
in
her
face
;
a
little
surprise
,
perhaps
,
but
that
was
all
.
By
her
look
she
seemed
merely
to
challenge
the
prince
to
an
explanation
as
to
how
he
and
Gania
happened
to
be
connected
in
this
matter
.
But
her
expression
was
perfectly
cool
and
quiet
,
and
even
condescending
.
So
they
stood
for
a
moment
or
two
,
confronting
one
another
.
At
length
a
faint
smile
passed
over
her
face
,
and
she
passed
by
him
without
a
word
.
Mrs.
Epanchin
examined
the
portrait
of
Nastasia
Philipovna
for
some
little
while
,
holding
it
critically
at
arm
's
length
.
"
Yes
,
she
is
pretty
,
"
she
said
at
last
,
"
even
very
pretty
.
I
have
seen
her
twice
,
but
only
at
a
distance
.
So
you
admire
this
kind
of
beauty
,
do
you
?
"
she
asked
the
prince
,
suddenly
.
"
Yes
,
I
do
--
this
kind
.
"
"
Do
you
mean
especially
this
kind
?
"
"
Yes
,
especially
this
kind
.
"
