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Chapter 8

           Bequiet,can’tyou!Hebroughtaboxofmatchestoo,ifyoulike,andthenlightedthecandleandheldhisfingerinitforhalfanhourandmore!—There!Can’tthatbe?”

           “Isawhimyesterday,andhisfingerswereallright!”

           Aglayasuddenlyburstoutlaughing,assimplyasachild.

           “DoyouknowwhyIhavejusttoldyoutheselies?”Sheappealedtotheprince,ofasudden,withthemostchildlikecandour,andwiththelaughstilltremblingonherlips.“Becausewhenonetellsalie,ifoneinsistsonsomethingunusualandeccentric—somethingtoo‘outoftheway’foranything,youknow—themoreimpossiblethethingis,themoreplausibledoestheliesound.I’venoticedthis.ButImanageditbadly;Ididn’tknowhowtoworkit.”Shesuddenlyfrownedagainatthispointasthoughatsomesuddenunpleasantrecollection.

           “If”—shebegan,lookingseriouslyandevensadlyathim—“ifwhenIreadyouallthataboutthe‘poorknight,’Iwishedto-topraiseyouforonething—IalsowishedtoshowyouthatIknewall—anddidnotapproveofyourconduct.”

           “Youareveryunfairtome,andtothatunfortunatewomanofwhomyouspokejustnowinsuchdreadfulterms,Aglaya.”

           “BecauseIknowall,all—andthatiswhyIspeakso.Iknowverywellhowyou—halfayearsince—offeredheryourhandbeforeeverybody.Don’tinterruptme.Yousee,Iammerelystatingfactswithoutanycommentuponthem.AfterthatsheranawaywithRogojin.

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