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Lizabetha Prokofievna was about to rise, when she saw Hippolyte laughing, and turned upon him with irritation. "Well, sir, I suppose you wanted to make me look ridiculous?" "Heaven forbid!" he answered, with a forced smile. "But I am more than ever struck by your eccentricity, Lizabetha Prokofievna. I admit that I told you of Lebedeff's duplicity, on purpose.
Perhaps Lizabetha Prokofievna was alone in making these fretful observations; the girls, though not wanting in intelligence, were still young; the general was intelligent, too, but narrow, and in any difficulty he was content to say, "H'm!" and leave the matter to his wife. Consequently, on her fell the responsibility.
At this moment Vera came up to Lizabetha Prokofievna, carrying several large and beautifully bound books, apparently quite new. "What is it?" demanded the lady. "This is Pushkin," replied the girl. "Papa told me to offer it to you." "What? Impossible!" exclaimed Mrs. Epanchin. "Not as a present, not as a present!
Speak quick!" "She sent to say, yesterday morning, that I was never to dare to come near the house again." Lizabetha Prokofievna stood like a stone. "What did she send? Whom? Was it that boy? Was it a message?-quick!" "I had a note," said the prince. "Where is it? Give it here, at once." The prince thought a moment.
"And you will call on that atheist?" she continued, pointing to Hippolyte. "How dare you grin at me like that?" she shouted furiously, rushing at the invalid, whose mocking smile drove her to distraction. Exclamations arose on all sides. "Lizabetha Prokofievna! Lizabetha Prokofievna! Lizabetha Prokofievna!" "Mother, this is disgraceful!" cried Aglaya. Mrs.
The old gentleman was looking at him now in unconcealed alarm. Lizabetha Prokofievna wrung her hands. "Oh, my God!" she cried. She had guessed the state of the case before anyone else. Aglaya rushed quickly up to him, and was just in time to receive him in her arms, and to hear with dread and horror that awful, wild cry as he fell writhing to the ground.
The cab which Lebedeff's son had gone to fetch a quarter of an hour ago, by Doktorenko's order, arrived at that moment. The general thought fit to put in a word after his wife. "Really, prince, I hardly expected after after all our friendly intercourse and you see, Lizabetha Prokofievna " "Papa, how can you?" cried Adelaida, walking quickly up to the prince and holding out her hand.
Let anyone follow me who cares to." Of course every one of them followed her. The prince hastened to apologize, very properly, for yesterday's mishap with the vase, and for the scene generally. "Oh, that's nothing," replied Lizabetha; "I'm not sorry for the vase, I'm sorry for you. H'm! so you can see that there was a 'scene, can you?
"Why don't you say something?" cried Lizabetha Prokofievna, stamping her foot. "Well," murmured the prince, with his eyes still fixed on Lebedeff, "I can see now that he did." "Is it true?" she asked eagerly. "Absolutely, your excellency," said Lebedeff, without the least hesitation. Mrs. Epanchin almost sprang up in amazement at his answer, and at the assurance of his tone.
"You cannot proceed like this, Aglaya, if that's how the matter stands. It's impossible. Prince, forgive it, my dear fellow, but Lizabetha Prokofievna!" he appealed to his spouse for help "you must really " "Not I not I! I retire from all responsibility," said Lizabetha Prokofievna, with a wave of the hand. "Allow me to speak, please, mamma," said Aglaya.
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