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Updated: August 23, 2024
If there is any foundation at all in this superstition, then on this Saturday it could not have told plainer: the influx of visitors was out of the ordinary, even for a Saturday night. True, the girls, passing through the corridor or past the room that had been Jennka's increased their steps; timorously glanced at it sidelong, out of the corner of the eye; while others even crossed themselves.
Rovinskaya was quietly whispering into Jennka's very ear: "Never despair. Sometimes things fall out so badly that there's nothing for it but to hang one's self but, just look, to-morrow life has changed abruptly. My dear, my sister, I am now a world celebrity. But if you only knew what seas of humiliation and vileness I have had to wade through! Be well, then, my dear, and believe in your star."
And ours, besides that, is old and stupid..." And suddenly, with some unusual effort of the will Jennka stopped her tears just as unexpectedly as she had started crying. "Come to me, Tamarochka," she said. "Of course, you won't chatter too much?" "Of course not." And they returned into Jennka's room, both of them calm and restrained. Simeon walked into the room.
Not one of them dared murmur against the fact that on this distressing day, when they had not yet recovered from the impression of Jennka's horrible death, they would be compelled to dress up, as usual, in wildly festive finery, and to go into the brightly illuminated drawing room, in order to dance, sing, and to entice lecherous men with their denuded bodies.
I believe this, though I haven't seen, haven't met them, myself. But all those I have seen are all vagabonds, nasty brutes and skunks. Not so long ago I read some novel of our miserable life. It's almost the same thing as I'm telling you now." Vanda came back. She slowly, carefully, sat down on the edge of Jennka's bed; there, where the shadow of the lamp fell.
And the scene had been played out precisely as he had dreamt of it. All this Liubka told at length and disjointedly, sobbing on Jennka's shoulder. Of course, in her personal elucidation this tragi-comical history proved altogether unlike what it had been in reality.
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