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"Do get up," continued the good fellow, "it is really disgraceful"

"What is disgraceful?"

"To fall asleep in your clothes and with a book besides" He snuffed the candles which had burned down, and picked up the volume which had fallen froe-- "by Hegel Besides it is high ti us for tea"

"A curious dream," said Severin when I had finished He supported his ar his face in his delicate, finely veined hands, and fell to pondering

I knew that he wouldn'ttime, hardly even breathe This actually happened, but I didn't consider his behavior as in any way remarkable I had been on terotten used to his peculiarities For it cannot be denied that he was peculiar, although he wasn't quite the dangerous hborhood, or indeed the entire district of Kolomea, considered hi--and that is why ree sympathetic For a Galician noblee--he was hardly over thirty--he displayed surprising sobriety, a certain seriousness, even pedantry He lived according to a minutely elaborated, half-philosophical, half- practical system, like clock-work; not this alone, but also by the thermometer, barometer, aeroe, and Lord Chesterfield But at tiave the ih a wall At such tiet out of his way

While he ree venerable sa to and fro s too I let lide over the curious apparatus, skeletons of anilobes, plaster-casts, hich his roolance reh before But to-day, under the reflected red glow of the fire, it e oil painting, done in the robust full-bodied h

A beautiful woman with a radiant smile upon her face, with abundant hair tied into a classical knot, on which white powder lay like a soft hoarfrost, was resting on an ottoman, supported on her left arht hand played with a lash, while her bare foot rested carelessly on aIn the sharply outlined, but well-for melancholy and passionate devotion; he looked up to her with the ecstatic burning eye of a martyr This man, the footstool for her feet, was Severin, but beardless, and, it seeer