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Chapter 21

           “Theweatherisbeautiful,Princess;andbesides,inMoscowonefeelsasifonewereinthecountry.”

           “Yes,indeed,”repliedtheprincesswithasigh.“Sohemayhavesomethingtodrink?”

           Lorrainconsidered.

           “Hashetakenhismedicine?”

           “Yes.”

           Thedoctorglancedathiswatch.

           “Takeaglassofboiledwaterandputapinchofcreamoftartar,”andheindicatedwithhisdelicatefingerswhathemeantbyapinch.

           “Derehasnefferbeenagase,”aGermandoctorwassayingtoanaide-de-camp,“datoneliffsafterdesirdstroke.”

           “Andwhatawell-preservedmanhewas!”remarkedtheaide-de-camp.“Andwhowillinherithiswealth?”headdedinawhisper.

           “Itvon’tgobegging,”repliedtheGermanwithasmile.

           Everyoneagainlookedtowardthedoor,whichcreakedasthesecondprincesswentinwiththedrinkshehadpreparedaccordingtoLorrain’sinstructions.TheGermandoctorwentuptoLorrain.

           “Doyouthinkhecanlasttillmorning?”askedtheGerman,addressingLorraininFrenchwhichhepronouncedbadly.

           Lorrain,pursinguphislips,wavedaseverelynegativefingerbeforehisnose.

           “Tonight,notlater,”saidheinalowvoice,andhemovedawaywithadecoroussmileofself-satisfactionatbeingableclearlytounderstandandstatethepatient’scondition.

           MeanwhilePrinceVasílihadopenedthedoorintotheprincess’room.

           Inthisroomitwasalmostdark;onlytwotinylampswereburningbeforetheiconsandtherewasapleasantscentofflowersandburntpastilles.Theroomwascrowdedwithsmallpiecesoffurniture,whatnots,cupboards,andlittletables.

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