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This isn't a comrade in a petticoat, but ... simply, I was just now with my colleagues ... that is, I wasn't, but just dropped in for a minute with my friends into the Yamkas, to Anna Markovna ..." "With whom?" asked Nijeradze, becoming animated. "Well, isn't it all the same to you, prince?

She decided in favour of her grandmother, and when the house was quiet slipped to her room like a mouse. The two talked low to one another for a long time. Tatiana Markovna made the sign of the cross over her darling many times, until she fell asleep on her shoulder. Then she carefully laid the girl's head on the pillow, rose, and prayed with many tears.

"Have mercy on her!" she breathed. "If Thy anger is not yet appeased, turn it from her and strike my grey head." Presently she lay down beside Vera, with her arm around her neck. Vera woke occasionally, opened her eyes, and closed them again. She pressed closer and closer to Tatiana Markovna as if no harm could befall her within the circle of those faithful arms.

When Tatiana Markovna was informed of the arrival of Madame Vikentev, she had her shown into the reception room. Before she herself changed her dress to receive her, Vassilissa had to peer through the doorway to see what kind of toilette the guest had made.

The Forester, who had business to do in the town, stayed for three days with Tatiana Markovna, and for three days Raisky sought for the key to this new character and to his place in Vera's heart. They called Ivan Ivanovich the "Forester," because he lived on his estate in the midst of the forest.

Two or three times a month, and sometimes even oftener, he visited Yamskaya Street with ecclesiastical academicians of his acquaintance, just the same precentors as he, and some psalmists; and having usually made a full review of all the establishments, always wound up with the house of Anna Markovna, where he invariably chose Verka.

Her one anxiety, and at the moment the only one perhaps, had been the celebration of Vera's nameday a fortnight ahead, she would have liked to have celebrated it with the same magnificence as Marfinka's birthday, although Vera had roundly declared that on that day she meant to go on a visit to Anna Ivanovna Tushin, or to her friend Natasha. But how Tatiana Markovna had changed since Mass.

But there was no answer of any sort. All exchanged glances with fear in their eyes, with one and the same thought in mind. Emma Edwardovna shook the door by the brass knob, but the door did not yield. "Go after Simeon!" Anna Markovna directed. Simeon was called ... He came, sleepy and morose, as was his wont.

"You have brought Vera up in the right way," said Raisky. "Let Egorka and Marina read your allegory together, and the household will be impeccable." Vikentev called Marfinka into the garden, Raisky went to his room, and Tatiana Markovna sat for a long time on the divan, absorbed in thought.

Tatiana Markovna hoped that time would heal all her wounds, but she recognised that Vera's case stood in a category by itself, and that ordinary rules did not apply to it. No rumour reached Vera, who continued to see in Tushin the friend of long standing, who was all the dearer to her since he had stretched out to her his helping hand.