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“
Oh
yes
,
to
be
sure
you
’
d
not
have
let
her
in
!
After
ten
years
’
service
,
and
never
a
word
but
of
kindness
,
and
there
you
’
d
up
and
say
,
‘
Be
off
,
go
along
,
get
away
with
you
!
’
Oh
yes
,
you
’
re
a
shrewd
one
at
politics
,
I
dare
say
!
You
don
’
t
need
to
be
taught
how
to
swindle
the
master
,
and
to
filch
fur
coats
!
”
“
Soldier
!
”
said
Korney
contemptuously
,
and
he
turned
to
the
nurse
who
was
coming
in
.
“
Here
,
what
do
you
think
,
Marya
Efimovna
:
he
let
her
in
without
a
word
to
anyone
,
”
Korney
said
addressing
her
.
“
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
will
be
down
immediately
—
and
go
into
the
nursery
!
”
“
A
pretty
business
,
a
pretty
business
!
”
said
the
nurse
.
“
You
,
Korney
Vassilievitch
,
you
’
d
best
keep
him
some
way
or
other
,
the
master
,
while
I
’
ll
run
and
get
her
away
somehow
.
A
pretty
business
!
”
When
the
nurse
went
into
the
nursery
,
Seryozha
was
telling
his
mother
how
he
and
Nadinka
had
had
a
fall
in
sledging
downhill
,
and
had
turned
over
three
times
.
She
was
listening
to
the
sound
of
his
voice
,
watching
his
face
and
the
play
of
expression
on
it
,
touching
his
hand
,
but
she
did
not
follow
what
he
was
saying
.
She
must
go
,
she
must
leave
him
,
—
this
was
the
only
thing
she
was
thinking
and
feeling
.
She
heard
the
steps
of
Vassily
Lukitch
coming
up
to
the
door
and
coughing
;
she
heard
,
too
,
the
steps
of
the
nurse
as
she
came
near
;
but
she
sat
like
one
turned
to
stone
,
incapable
of
beginning
to
speak
or
to
get
up
.
“
Mistress
,
darling
!
”
began
the
nurse
,
going
up
to
Anna
and
kissing
her
hands
and
shoulders
.
“
God
has
brought
joy
indeed
to
our
boy
on
his
birthday
.
You
aren
’
t
changed
one
bit
.
”
“
Oh
,
nurse
dear
,
I
didn
’
t
know
you
were
in
the
house
,
”
said
Anna
,
rousing
herself
for
a
moment
.
“
I
’
m
not
living
here
,
I
’
m
living
with
my
daughter
.
I
came
for
the
birthday
,
Anna
Arkadyevna
,
darling
!
”
The
nurse
suddenly
burst
into
tears
,
and
began
kissing
her
hand
again
.
Seryozha
,
with
radiant
eyes
and
smiles
,
holding
his
mother
by
one
hand
and
his
nurse
by
the
other
,
pattered
on
the
rug
with
his
fat
little
bare
feet
.
The
tenderness
shown
by
his
beloved
nurse
to
his
mother
threw
him
into
an
ecstasy
.
“
Mother
!
She
often
comes
to
see
me
,
and
when
she
comes
.
.
.
.
”
he
was
beginning
,
but
he
stopped
,
noticing
that
the
nurse
was
saying
something
in
a
whisper
to
his
mother
,
and
that
in
his
mother
’
s
face
there
was
a
look
of
dread
and
something
like
shame
,
which
was
so
strangely
unbecoming
to
her
.
