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Yourii smiled bitterly. "I know nothing nothing about it," faltered Lialia, with tears in her voice. "What?" cried Yourii, for he had not heard her remark. "Surely Tolia is not like the rest? It's impossible." She had never spoken of him by his pet name to Yourii before. Then, all at once, she began to weep. Touched by her distress, Yourii seized her hand. "Lialia! Lialitschka! What's the matter?
Yet still she wept, bitterly, hopelessly. "Oh! dear! Oh! dear!" she sobbed, just like a child. There, in the dusk, she seemed so helpless, so pitiful, that Yourii felt unspeakably grieved. Pale and confused, he ran into the house, striking his head against the door, and brought her a glass of water, half of which he spilt on the ground and over his hands. "Oh! don't cry, Lialitschka!
Lialia, her cheek propped against one of the cold, damp pillars of the veranda, let the rain beat upon her bare head, so that her hair was wet through. "My princess is displeased ... Lialitschka!" said Riasantzeff, as he drew her closer to him, and lightly kissed moist, fragrant hair.
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