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But above all, with Maria Pablovna nay, she even came to love her with a respectful and exulting love. She was struck by the fact that a beautiful girl of a rich and noble family, and speaking three languages, should conduct herself like a common workingwoman, distribute everything sent her by her rich brother, dress herself not only simply, but poorly, and pay no attention to her appearance.
"I keep nothing secret, especially from you." "Very well," said Maria Pablovna, and childishly moving her whole body from side to side, and thus getting into a snug corner of the bunks, she prepared to listen, at the same time looking somewhere in the distance with her beautiful, sheepish eyes.
There was an old acquaintance of Nekhludoff, the yellow-faced and thin Vera Efremovna, with her large, frightened eyes and a big vein on her forehead. She was sitting nervously rolling cigarettes from a heap of tobacco lying on a newspaper in front of her. In the far corner there was also Maria Pablovna. "How opportune your coming! How you seen Katia?" she asked Nekhludoff.
Nekhludoff nodded affirmatively and glanced at Maria Pablovna. "Have you received my note, and will you do it?" asked Maria Pablovna. "Without fail," said Nekhludoff, and seeing the dissatisfied face of Kryltzoff, went over to his own team, climbed into the wagon, and holding fast to the sides of it, drove along the line of gray-coated and fettered prisoners which stretched for almost a mile.
"Ought I then to disappear?" asked Nekhludoff. Maria Pablovna smiled in her pleasant, childish way. "Yes, partly." "How can I partly disappear?" "I take it back. You know that I am not competent in these matters, but I think that his love is that of the ordinary man, although it is masked.
He alone was speaking; all the others were silent. "Those eternal discussions!" said Maria Pablovna at a momentary lull. "And what do you think of it?" Nekhludoff asked Maria Pablovna. "I think that Anatolie is right that we have no right to force our ideas on the people." "That is a strange conception of our ideas," said Novodvoroff, and he began to smoke angrily.
The one hated it, because she had experienced all the horror of it; the other, because not having experienced it, she looked upon it as something strange and at the same time disgusting and offensive to human dignity. The influence exerted by Maria Pablovna over Katiousha was due to the fact that Katiousha loved Maria Pablovna.
"It is all for her; all I wish is that that woman, who had suffered so much, should have some rest," said Simonson, with a childlike gentleness that no one would expect from a man of such gloomy aspect. Simonson rose, took Nekhludoff's hand, smiled bashfully and embraced him. "Well, I will so tell her," he said, and left the room. "What do you think of him?" said Maria Pablovna.
He says that it rouses his energy and that it is a platonic love; but it has nothing but nastiness for its basis." "But what am I to do?" asked Nekhludoff. "I think it is best that you have a talk with her. It is always better to make everything clear. Shall I call her?" said Maria Pablovna. "If you please," answered Nekhludoff, and Maria Pablovna went out.
Maria Pablovna walked, because she yielded her place on the wagon to a pregnant woman; Simonson, because he would not profit by class advantages. These three started on foot with the other convicts in the early morning, the politicals following them later in wagons. It was at the last stopping place, near a large city, where the party was handed over to another convoy officer.
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