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she remembered their secret confabulations about the invalid,

their plots to draw hiet hiest

boy, who used to call her "o to bed

without her How nice it all was! Then she recalled the thin,

terribly thin figure of Petrov, with his long neck, in his brown

coat, his scant, curly hair, his questioning blue eyes that were

so terrible to Kitty at first, and his painful attempts to seem

hearty and lively in her presence She recalled the efforts she

had nance she felt for him, as

for all consumptive people, and the pains it had cost her to

think of things to say to hiazed at her, and the strange feeling of

cooodness, which she had felt at it How nice it all was! But

all that was at first Now, a few days ago, everything was

suddenly spoiled Anna Pavlovna had met Kitty with affected

cordiality, and had kept continual watch on her and on her

husband