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He has dandled me on his knee when I was a baby. Till I was too old for it, I drank my milk out of the gold mug he sent me at my birth. And Pietr Ternoff has been murdered. Am I to break bread with you to-night?" It was a quarter to one o'clock before Ivan finally shut the door upon his guests the hand of none of whom had he touched in farewell.
Uncomfortable, shame-stricken, afraid, as they were, they continued to sit at the table of the man they had used, and to eat his food and drink his wine. Only once Sergius ventured to turn to him, saying; "You do not eat. This vol-au-vent is perfect." But Ivan, turning his grave, black eyes on those of the speaker, made answer: "Pietr Ternoff was my mother's second cousin.
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