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"
And
what
a
well-preserved
man
he
was
!
"
remarked
the
aide-de-camp
.
"
And
who
will
inherit
his
wealth
?
"
he
added
in
a
whisper
.
"
It
vo
n't
go
begging
,
"
replied
the
German
with
a
smile
.
Everyone
again
looked
toward
the
door
,
which
creaked
as
the
second
princess
went
in
with
the
drink
she
had
prepared
according
to
Lorrain
's
instructions
.
The
German
doctor
went
up
to
Lorrain
.
"
Do
you
think
he
can
last
till
morning
?
"
asked
the
German
,
addressing
Lorrain
in
French
which
he
pronounced
badly
.
Lorrain
,
pursing
up
his
lips
,
waved
a
severely
negative
finger
before
his
nose
.
"
Tonight
,
not
later
,
"
said
he
in
a
low
voice
,
and
he
moved
away
with
a
decorous
smile
of
self-satisfaction
at
being
able
clearly
to
understand
and
state
the
patient
's
condition
.
Meanwhile
Prince
Vasíli
had
opened
the
door
into
the
princess
'
room
.
In
this
room
it
was
almost
dark
;
only
two
tiny
lamps
were
burning
before
the
icons
and
there
was
a
pleasant
scent
of
flowers
and
burnt
pastilles
.
The
room
was
crowded
with
small
pieces
of
furniture
,
whatnots
,
cupboards
,
and
little
tables
.
The
quilt
of
a
high
,
white
feather
bed
was
just
visible
behind
a
screen
.
A
small
dog
began
to
bark
.
"
Ah
,
is
it
you
,
cousin
?
"
