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Chapter 8

           Ohyes!shereproachedmedreadfullyinanger;andsufferedherself,too!Butafterwards—oh!don’tremindme—don’tremindmeofthat!”

           Hehidhisfaceinhishands.

           “Areyouawarethatshewritestomealmosteveryday?”

           “Sothatistrue,isit?”criedtheprince,greatlyagitated.“Ihadheardareportofit,butwouldnotbelieveit.”

           “Whomdidyouhearitfrom?”askedAglaya,alarmed.“Rogojinsaidsomethingaboutityesterday,butnothingdefinite.”

           “Yesterday!Morningorevening?Beforethemusicorafter?”

           “After—itwasabouttwelveo’clock.”

           “Ah!Well,ifitwasRogojin—butdoyouknowwhatshewritestomeabout?”

           “Ishouldnotbesurprisedbyanything.Sheismad!”

           “Therearetheletters.”(Aglayatookthreelettersoutofherpocketandthrewthemdownbeforetheprince.)“Forawholeweekshehasbeenentreatingandworryingandpersuadingmetomarryyou.She—well,sheisclever,thoughshemaybemad—muchclevererthanIam,asyousay.Well,shewritesthatsheisinlovewithmeherself,andtriestoseemeeveryday,ifonlyfromadistance.Shewritesthatyouloveme,andthatshehaslongknownitandseenit,andthatyouandshetalkedaboutme—there.Shewishestoseeyouhappy,andshesaysthatsheiscertainonlyIcanensureyouthehappinessyoudeserve.Shewritessuchstrange,wildletters—Ihaven’tshownthemtoanyone.

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