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Chapter 12

           

           “Well,that’sacomfort,atallevents.Youdon’tsupposeshecouldtakeanyinterestinyou,doyou?Why,shecalledyouan‘idiot’herself.”

           “Ithinkyoumighthavesparedmethat,”murmuredtheprincereproachfully,almostinawhisper.

           “Don’tbeangry;sheisawilful,mad,spoiltgirl.Ifshelikesapersonshewillpitchintohim,andchaffhim.Iusedtobejustsuchanother.Butforallthatyouneedn’tflatteryourself,myboy;sheisnotforyou.Idon’tbelieveit,anditisnottobe.Itellyousoatonce,sothatyoumaytakeproperprecautions.Now,Iwanttohearyouswearthatyouarenotmarriedtothatwoman?”

           “LizabethaProkofievna,whatareyouthinkingof?”criedtheprince,almostleapingtohisfeetinamazement.

           “Why?Youverynearlywere,anyhow.”

           “YesInearlywas,”whisperedtheprince,hanginghishead.

           “Wellthen,haveyoucomehereforher?Areyouinlovewithher?Withthatcreature?”

           “Ididnotcometomarryatall,”repliedtheprince.

           “Isthereanythingyouholdsacred?”

           “Thereis.”

           “Thenswearbyitthatyoudidnotcomeheretomarryher!”

           “I’llswearitbywhateveryouplease.”

           “Ibelieveyou.Youmaykissme;Ibreathefreelyatlast.Butyoumustknow,mydearfriend,Aglayadoesnotloveyou,andsheshallneverbeyourwifewhileIamoutofmygrave.Sobewarnedintime.

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