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Borís
said
no
more
,
but
looked
inquiringly
at
his
mother
without
taking
off
his
cloak
.
"
My
friend
,
"
said
Anna
Mikháylovna
in
gentle
tones
,
addressing
the
hall
porter
,
"
I
know
Count
Cyril
Vladímirovich
is
very
ill
...
that
's
why
I
have
come
...
I
am
a
relation
.
I
shall
not
disturb
him
,
my
friend
...
I
only
need
see
Prince
Vasíli
Sergéevich
:
he
is
staying
here
,
is
he
not
?
Please
announce
me
.
"
The
hall
porter
sullenly
pulled
a
bell
that
rang
upstairs
,
and
turned
away
.
"
Princess
Drubetskáya
to
see
Prince
Vasíli
Sergéevich
,
"
he
called
to
a
footman
dressed
in
knee
breeches
,
shoes
,
and
a
swallow-tail
coat
,
who
ran
downstairs
and
looked
over
from
the
halfway
landing
.
The
mother
smoothed
the
folds
of
her
dyed
silk
dress
before
a
large
Venetian
mirror
in
the
wall
,
and
in
her
trodden-down
shoes
briskly
ascended
the
carpeted
stairs
.
"
My
dear
,
"
she
said
to
her
son
,
once
more
stimulating
him
by
a
touch
,
"
you
promised
me
!
"
The
son
,
lowering
his
eyes
,
followed
her
quietly
.
They
entered
the
large
hall
,
from
which
one
of
the
doors
led
to
the
apartments
assigned
to
Prince
Vasíli
.
Just
as
the
mother
and
son
,
having
reached
the
middle
of
the
hall
,
were
about
to
ask
their
way
of
an
elderly
footman
who
had
sprung
up
as
they
entered
,
the
bronze
handle
of
one
of
the
doors
turned
and
Prince
Vasíli
came
out
--
wearing
a
velvet
coat
with
a
single
star
on
his
breast
,
as
was
his
custom
when
at
home
--
taking
leave
of
a
good-looking
,
dark-haired
man
.
This
was
the
celebrated
Petersburg
doctor
,
Lorrain
.
