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Nina
Alexandrovna
's
question
betrayed
intense
annoyance
.
Gania
waited
a
moment
and
then
said
,
without
taking
the
trouble
to
conceal
the
irony
of
his
tone
:
"
There
you
are
,
mother
,
you
are
always
like
that
.
You
begin
by
promising
that
there
are
to
be
no
reproaches
or
insinuations
or
questions
,
and
here
you
are
beginning
them
at
once
.
We
had
better
drop
the
subject
--
we
had
,
really
.
I
shall
never
leave
you
,
mother
;
any
other
man
would
cut
and
run
from
such
a
sister
as
this
.
See
how
she
is
looking
at
me
at
this
moment
!
Besides
,
how
do
you
know
that
I
am
blinding
Nastasia
Philipovna
?
As
for
Varia
,
I
do
n't
care
--
she
can
do
just
as
she
pleases
.
There
,
that
's
quite
enough
!
"
Gania
's
irritation
increased
with
every
word
he
uttered
,
as
he
walked
up
and
down
the
room
.
These
conversations
always
touched
the
family
sores
before
long
.
"
I
have
said
already
that
the
moment
she
comes
in
I
go
out
,
and
I
shall
keep
my
word
,
"
remarked
Varia
.
"
Out
of
obstinacy
"
shouted
Gania
.
"
You
have
n't
married
,
either
,
thanks
to
your
obstinacy
.
Oh
,
you
need
n't
frown
at
me
,
Varvara
!
You
can
go
at
once
for
all
I
care
;
I
am
sick
enough
of
your
company
.
What
,
you
are
going
to
leave
us
are
you
,
too
?
"
he
cried
,
turning
to
the
prince
,
who
was
rising
from
his
chair
.
Gania
's
voice
was
full
of
the
most
uncontrolled
and
uncontrollable
irritation
.
The
prince
turned
at
the
door
to
say
something
,
but
perceiving
in
Gania
's
expression
that
there
was
but
that
one
drop
wanting
to
make
the
cup
overflow
,
he
changed
his
mind
and
left
the
room
without
a
word
.
A
few
minutes
later
he
was
aware
from
the
noisy
voices
in
the
drawing
room
,
that
the
conversation
had
become
more
quarrelsome
than
ever
after
his
departure
.
He
crossed
the
salon
and
the
entrance-hall
,
so
as
to
pass
down
the
corridor
into
his
own
room
.
As
he
came
near
the
front
door
he
heard
someone
outside
vainly
endeavouring
to
ring
the
bell
,
which
was
evidently
broken
,
and
only
shook
a
little
,
without
emitting
any
sound
.
The
prince
took
down
the
chain
and
opened
the
door
.
He
started
back
in
amazement
--
for
there
stood
Nastasia
Philipovna
.
He
knew
her
at
once
from
her
photograph
.
Her
eyes
blazed
with
anger
as
she
looked
at
him
.
She
quickly
pushed
by
him
into
the
hall
,
shouldering
him
out
of
her
way
,
and
said
,
furiously
,
as
she
threw
off
her
fur
cloak
:
"
If
you
are
too
lazy
to
mend
your
bell
,
you
should
at
least
wait
in
the
hall
to
let
people
in
when
they
rattle
the
bell
handle
.
There
,
now
,
you
've
dropped
my
fur
cloak
--
dummy
!
"
