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'One er,' observed Sanin

'All that's moonshine! Are you superstitious? I'm not a bit What is to be, will be Monsieur Gaston used to live in our house, in the rooht and hear his footstep--he used to go to bed very late--and my heart would stand still with veneration, or so My father could hardly read and write hiave us an excellent education Do you know, I learnt Latin!'

'You? learnt Latin?'

'Yes; I did Monsieur Gaston taught , but there are fine passages Do you re;neas are in the forest?'

'Yes, yes, I reotten all his Latin, and had only very faint notions about the Æneid

Maria Nikolaevna glanced at hi upwards 'Don't ih, that I am very learned Mercy on us! no; I'm not learned, and I've no talents of any sort I scarcely knoritereally; I can't read aloud; nor play the piano, nor draw, nor sew--nothing! That's what I am--there you have me!'

She threw out her hands 'I tell you all this,' she said, 'first, so as not to hear those fools (she pointed to the stage where at that instant the actor's place was being filled by an actress, also howling, and also with her elbows projecting before her) and secondly, because I'm in your debt; you told me all about yourself yesterday'

'It was your pleasure to question me,' observed Sanin

Maria Nikolaevna suddenly turned to him 'And it's not your pleasure to know just what sort of wo back again on the sofa cushions 'Ato be hts could he have for anything else?'

Maria Nikolaevna relapsed into drea the handle of her fan with her big, but even, ain that intoxication which he had not been able to get rid of for the last two days

The conversation between him and Maria Nikolaevna was carried on in an undertone, almost in a whisper, and this irritated and disturbed him the more

When would it all end?

Weak people never put an end to things themselves--they alait for the end