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Chapter 8

           

           Theprincedidnotanswer,andtherewassilenceagain.“IloveGavrilaArdalionovitch,”shesaid,quickly;buthardlyaudibly,andwithherheadbentlowerthanever.

           “Thatisnottrue,”saidtheprince,inanequallylowvoice.

           “What!Itellstories,doI?Itistrue!Igavehimmypromiseacoupleofdaysagoonthisveryseat.”

           Theprincewasstartled,andreflectedforamoment.

           “Itisnottrue,”herepeated,decidedly;“youhavejustinventedit!”

           “Youarewonderfullypolite.Youknowheisgreatlyimproved.Helovesmebetterthanhislife.Helethishandburnbeforemyveryeyesinordertoprovetomethathelovedmebetterthanhislife!”

           “Heburnedhishand!”

           “Yes,believeitornot!It’sallthesametome!”

           Theprincesatsilentoncemore.Aglayadidnotseemtobejoking;shewastooangryforthat.

           “What!hebroughtacandlewithhimtothisplace?Thatis,iftheepisodehappenedhere;otherwiseIcan’t.”

           “Yes,acandle!What’sthereimprobableaboutthat?”

           “Awholeone,andinacandlestick?”

           “Yesnohalfacandleanend,youknowno,itwasawholecandle;it’sallthesame.

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