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"
Going
?
"
And
he
went
on
writing
.
"
I
've
come
to
say
good-by
.
"
"
Kiss
me
here
,
"
and
he
touched
his
cheek
:
"
Thanks
,
thanks
!
"
"
What
do
you
thank
me
for
?
"
"
For
not
dilly-dallying
and
not
hanging
to
a
woman
's
apron
strings
.
The
Service
before
everything
.
Thanks
,
thanks
!
"
And
he
went
on
writing
,
so
that
his
quill
spluttered
and
squeaked
.
"
If
you
have
anything
to
say
,
say
it
.
These
two
things
can
be
done
together
,
"
he
added
.
"
About
my
wife
...
I
am
ashamed
as
it
is
to
leave
her
on
your
hands
...
"
"
Why
talk
nonsense
?
Say
what
you
want
.
"
"
When
her
confinement
is
due
,
send
to
Moscow
for
an
accoucheur
...
Let
him
be
here
...
"
The
old
prince
stopped
writing
and
,
as
if
not
understanding
,
fixed
his
stern
eyes
on
his
son
.
