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“
She
’
s
very
restless
,
”
answered
the
nurse
in
a
whisper
.
“
Miss
Edwarde
says
that
perhaps
the
wet
-
nurse
has
no
milk
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
think
so
too
,
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
.
”
“
Then
why
didn
’
t
you
say
so
?
”
“
Who
’
s
one
to
say
it
to
?
Anna
Arkadyevna
still
ill
.
.
.
.
”
said
the
nurse
discontentedly
.
The
nurse
was
an
old
servant
of
the
family
.
And
in
her
simple
words
there
seemed
to
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
an
allusion
to
his
position
.
The
baby
screamed
louder
than
ever
,
struggling
and
sobbing
.
The
nurse
,
with
a
gesture
of
despair
,
went
to
it
,
took
it
from
the
wet
-
nurse
’
s
arms
,
and
began
walking
up
and
down
,
rocking
it
.
“
You
must
ask
the
doctor
to
examine
the
wet
-
nurse
,
”
said
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
.
The
smartly
dressed
and
healthy
-
looking
nurse
,
frightened
at
the
idea
of
losing
her
place
,
muttered
something
to
herself
,
and
covering
her
bosom
,
smiled
contemptuously
at
the
idea
of
doubts
being
cast
on
her
abundance
of
milk
.
In
that
smile
,
too
,
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
saw
a
sneer
at
his
position
.
“
Luckless
child
!
”
said
the
nurse
,
hushing
the
baby
,
and
still
walking
up
and
down
with
it
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
sat
down
,
and
with
a
despondent
and
suffering
face
watched
the
nurse
walking
to
and
fro
.
