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Updated: May 17, 2025
"I cannot get over the extraordinary likeness of that girl to my wife," he said. "Is she anything like the woman you saw next door? I mean the poor half-demented creature who happened to come into the room when you were talking with the owner?" "Why, of course, it is the same girl," Gurdon replied. "Then I am sure she is Vera's sister. I'll ask her about it the first time I have an opportunity.
There was none of Judy's and Gertrude's and Vera's excitability and restlessness here. Alice was concerned neither with her own appearance nor her own wants; she was free to comment with amusement or wonder or admiration upon larger affairs.
He looked for Vera's footprints on the road, and could not believe that the girl who had so attracted him had just declared her love, and that he had so clumsily and bluntly "refused" her.
It is your possession to do as you please with." "What should I do with it now? I will have it brought over, so that I can take care of it; else in the end that man Mark will...." Raisky strode about the room, Vera's eyes were fixed on her needlework, and Tatiana Markovna went to the window.
Since the window looked out not into the garden, but on to the field, he hastened to reach the grove of acacias, leapt the fence and landed in a puddle of water, where he stood motionless. "Is it you?" said a low voice from the window. It was Vera's voice. Though his knees trembled under him, he was just able to answer in the same low tone, "Yes."
Triumph, my friends, and be quick about it!... You will not have long to triumph!... It cannot be otherwise. I have a presentiment... On making a woman's acquaintance I have always unerringly guessed whether she would fall in love with me or not. The remaining part of the evening I spent at Vera's side, and talked to the full about the old days... Why does she love me so much?
The public assembled before the stroke of nine. The performance began. On the back rows of chairs I recognized Vera's and Princess Ligovski's menservants and maids. They were all there, every single one. Grushnitski, with his lorgnette, was sitting in the front row, and the conjurer had recourse to him every time he needed a handkerchief, a watch, a ring and so forth.
They watched; Bartie openly with sudden dartings and swoopings of his hawk's eyes; Vera furtively. Her eyes were so large and long that, without turning her head, or any visible movement, they could hold his image. But for Captain Cameron Vera's eyes had a full, open gaze.
The next moment, not only with Vera's but also with Peggy's and Alice Ashton's aid, the four women dragged forward a large wooden box with open slats containing a noble collection of fowls, then another of geese and ducks. Finally with extreme caution they engineered the landing of a crate which had been the temporary home of a comfortable American hog and her eugenic family.
As the priest's wife was ignorant of the denouement of the story at the foot of the precipice, she put down Vera's illness to grief at their parting. Vera loved Marfinka as she loved Natalie Ivanovna, not as a comrade, but as a child.
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