Chapter 18

           

           MáryaDmítrievna,havingfoundSónyaweepinginthecorridor,madeherconfesseverything,andinterceptingthenotetoNatáshashereaditandwentintoNatásha’sroomwithitinherhand.

           “Youshamelessgood-for-nothing!”saidshe.“Iwon’thearaword.”

           PushingbackNatáshawholookedatherwithastonishedbuttearlesseyes,shelockedherin;andhavinggivenorderstotheyardportertoadmitthepersonswhowouldbecomingthatevening,butnottoletthemoutagain,andhavingtoldthefootmantobringthemuptoher,sheseatedherselfinthedrawingroomtoawaittheabductors.

           WhenGabrielcametoinformherthatthemenwhohadcomehadrunawayagain,sherosefrowning,andclaspingherhandsbehindherpacedthroughtheroomsalongtimeconsideringwhatsheshoulddo.TowardmidnightshewenttoNatásha’sroomfingeringthekeyinherpocket.Sónyawassittingsobbinginthecorridor.“MáryaDmítrievna,forGod’ssakeletmeintoher!”shepleaded,butMáryaDmítrievnaunlockedthedoorandwentinwithoutgivingherananswer....“Disgusting,abominable...Inmyhouse...horridgirl,hussy!I’monlysorryforherfather!”thoughtshe,tryingtorestrainherwrath.“Hardasitmaybe,I’lltellthemalltoholdtheirtonguesandwillhideitfromthecount.”Sheenteredtheroomwithresolutesteps.Natáshalyingonthesofa,herheadhiddeninherhands,andshedidnotstir.ShewasinjustthesamepositioninwhichMáryaDmítrievnahadlefther.

           “Anicegirl!Verynice!”saidMáryaDmítrievna.

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