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She
went
up
to
him
.
“
My
sweet
!
”
she
said
.
She
could
not
say
good
-
bye
,
but
the
expression
on
her
face
said
it
,
and
he
understood
.
“
Darling
,
darling
Kootik
!
”
she
used
the
name
by
which
she
had
called
him
when
he
was
little
,
“
you
won
’
t
forget
me
?
You
.
.
.
.
”
but
she
could
not
say
more
.
How
often
afterwards
she
thought
of
words
she
might
have
said
.
But
now
she
did
not
know
how
to
say
it
,
and
could
say
nothing
.
But
Seryozha
knew
all
she
wanted
to
say
to
him
.
He
understood
that
she
was
unhappy
and
loved
him
.
He
understood
even
what
the
nurse
had
whispered
.
He
had
caught
the
words
“
always
at
nine
o
’
clock
,
”
and
he
knew
that
this
was
said
of
his
father
,
and
that
his
father
and
mother
could
not
meet
.
That
he
understood
,
but
one
thing
he
could
not
understand
—
why
there
should
be
a
look
of
dread
and
shame
in
her
face
?
.
.
.
She
was
not
in
fault
,
but
she
was
afraid
of
him
and
ashamed
of
something
.
He
would
have
liked
to
put
a
question
that
would
have
set
at
rest
this
doubt
,
but
he
did
not
dare
;
he
saw
that
she
was
miserable
,
and
he
felt
for
her
.
Silently
he
pressed
close
to
her
and
whispered
,
“
Don
’
t
go
yet
.
He
won
’
t
come
just
yet
.
”
The
mother
held
him
away
from
her
to
see
what
he
was
thinking
,
what
to
say
to
him
,
and
in
his
frightened
face
she
read
not
only
that
he
was
speaking
of
his
father
,
but
,
as
it
were
,
asking
her
what
he
ought
to
think
about
his
father
.
“
Seryozha
,
my
darling
,
”
she
said
,
“
love
him
;
he
’
s
better
and
kinder
than
I
am
,
and
I
have
done
him
wrong
.
When
you
grow
up
you
will
judge
.
”
“
There
’
s
no
one
better
than
you
!
.
.
.
”
he
cried
in
despair
through
his
tears
,
and
,
clutching
her
by
the
shoulders
,
he
began
squeezing
her
with
all
his
force
to
him
,
his
arms
trembling
with
the
strain
.
“
My
sweet
,
my
little
one
!
”
said
Anna
,
and
she
cried
as
weakly
and
childishly
as
he
.
At
that
moment
the
door
opened
.
Vassily
Lukitch
came
in
.
