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Updated: May 1, 2025
And on their convex breasts, cleaving the air asunder, the city far below reflected a blue light. Musya's heart beat ever more evenly, her breathing grew ever more calm and quiet. She was falling asleep. Her face looked fatigued and pale. Beneath her eyes were dark circles, her girlish, emaciated hands seemed so thin, but upon her lips was a smile.
For me death also existed before, but now it exists no longer." Musya's somewhat paled cheeks flushed as she asked: "It did exist, Werner? It did?" "It did. But not now any longer. Just the same as with you." A noise was heard in the doorway of the car. Mishka Tsiganok entered, stamping noisily with his heels, breathing loudly and spitting. He cast a swift glance and stopped obdurately.
Before Musya's and Golovin's eyes the sky, which had been turning ever bluer, was gradually losing its tint, but it did not turn rosy, did not smile softly as in summer evenings, but became muddy, gray, and suddenly grew cold, wintry.
Musya's and Tanya Kovalchuk's cheeks and ears were burning; Sergey was at first somewhat pale, but he soon recovered and looked as he always did. Only Vasily attracted everybody's attention. Even among them, he looked strange and terrible. Werner became agitated and said to Musya in a low voice, with tender anxiety: "What does this mean, Musyechka? Is it possible that he What? I must go to him."
Suddenly Musya took Werner by the hand and with an expression of surprise, she said like an actress on the stage, with measured emphasis: "Werner, what is this? You said, 'I love'? You never before said 'I love' to anybody. And why are you all so tender and serene? Why?" "Why?" And like an actor, also accentuating what he felt, Werner pressed Musya's hand firmly: "Yes, now I love very much.
What was he afraid of now? But this incomprehensible fear was so foreign to Musya's soul that she ceased searching for the cause of it and suddenly she was seized with a desperate desire to see Seryozha Golovin, to laugh with him. She meditated a little while, and then an even more desperate desire came over her to see Werner and to convince him of something.
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