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"
Wait
,
have
n't
you
dropped
it
?
"
said
Rostóv
,
picking
up
the
pillows
one
at
a
time
and
shaking
them
.
He
pulled
off
the
quilt
and
shook
it
.
The
purse
was
not
there
.
"
Dear
me
,
can
I
have
forgotten
?
No
,
I
remember
thinking
that
you
kept
it
under
your
head
like
a
treasure
,
"
said
Rostóv
.
"
I
put
it
just
here
.
Where
is
it
?
"
he
asked
,
turning
to
Lavrúshka
.
"
I
have
n't
been
in
the
room
.
It
must
be
where
you
put
it
.
"
"
But
it
is
n't
?
...
"
"
You
're
always
like
that
;
you
thwow
a
thing
down
anywhere
and
forget
it
.
Feel
in
your
pockets
.
"
"
No
,
if
I
had
n't
thought
of
it
being
a
treasure
,
"
said
Rostóv
,
"
but
I
remember
putting
it
there
.
"
Lavrúshka
turned
all
the
bedding
over
,
looked
under
the
bed
and
under
the
table
,
searched
everywhere
,
and
stood
still
in
the
middle
of
the
room
.
Denísov
silently
watched
Lavrúshka
's
movements
,
and
when
the
latter
threw
up
his
arms
in
surprise
saying
it
was
nowhere
to
be
found
Denísov
glanced
at
Rostóv
.
"
Wostóv
,
you
've
not
been
playing
schoolboy
twicks
...
"
