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All looked on with some surprise, and Prince S. and her sisters with feelings of decided alarm, to see what new frolic she was up to; it had gone quite far enough already, they thought. But Aglaya evidently thoroughly enjoyed the affectation and ceremony with which she was introducing her recitation of the poem. Mrs.
"I think I ought to have something to say in the matter. Allow me to ask you, prince, since you cherish those intentions, how you consider that you will provide for my happiness?" "I I don't quite know how to answer your question, Aglaya Ivanovna. What is there to say to such a question? And and must I answer?" "I think you are rather overwhelmed and out of breath.
But Prince S. was laughing now, too, so was Evgenie Pavlovitch, so was Colia, and so was the prince himself, who caught the infection as he looked round radiantly upon the others. "Come along, let's go out for a walk!" cried Adelaida. "We'll all go together, and the prince must absolutely go with us. You needn't go away, you dear good fellow! ISN'T he a dear, Aglaya? Isn't he, mother?
He brought a box of matches too, if you like, and then lighted the candle and held his finger in it for half an hour and more! There! Can't that be?" "I saw him yesterday, and his fingers were all right!" Aglaya suddenly burst out laughing, as simply as a child. "Do you know why I have just told you these lies?"
The end of the episode was that when Aglaya saw her mother and sisters crying over her and not uttering a word of reproach, she had flung herself into their arms and gone straight home with them.
Shall I tell you without any embellishments? You came because you were afraid of me!" "Afraid of YOU?" asked Aglaya, beside herself with naive amazement that the other should dare talk to her like this. "Yes, me, of course! Of course you were afraid of me, or you would not have decided to come. You cannot despise one you fear. And to think that I have actually esteemed you up to this very moment!
That evening, of course, she would be unusually attentive, gentle, and respectful to her "gross and churlish" husband, her "dear, kind Ivan Fedorovitch," for she had never left off loving him. She was even still "in love" with him. He knew it well, and for his part held her in the greatest esteem. But the mother's great and continual anxiety was Aglaya.
Probably she was unconscious of her own movements; but this very unconsciousness added to the offensiveness of their suggested meaning. At length she looked straight into Nastasia's eyes, and instantly read all there was to read in her rival's expression. Woman understood woman! Aglaya shuddered.
You don't know her; and I should have told Aglaya everything afterwards but I see, Evgenie Pavlovitch, you don't know all. Tell me now, why am I not allowed to see Aglaya? I should have cleared it all up, you know. Neither of them kept to the real point, you see. I could never explain what I mean to you, but I think I could to Aglaya. Oh! my God, my God!
He sat stiff with wonder Lebedeff said some extraordinary things. In the first place he began about some letter; the name of Aglaya Ivanovna came in. Then suddenly he broke off and began to accuse the prince of something; he was apparently offended with him. "And who told Lizabetha Prokofievna something in secret, by letter?
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