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"I don't blame"

"Yes, you do blame me! My God! why didn't I die!" And she broke

into sobs "Forgiveherself, "but do go away"

"No, it can't go on like this," Alexey Alexandrovitch said to

himself decidedly as he left his wife's room

Never had the impossibility of his position in the world's eyes,

and his wife's hatred of hiht of that

ainst his

spiritual inclinations, and exacted confore in his attitude to his wife, been presented to him

with such distinctness as that day He saw clearly that all the

world and his wife expected of hi, but what exactly,