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Chapter 2

           

           Thecountesspressedherdaughter’shand,closedhereyes,andbecamequietforamoment.Suddenlyshesatupwithunaccustomedswiftness,glancedvacantlyaroundher,andseeingNatáshabegantopressherdaughter’sheadwithallherstrength.Thensheturnedtowardherdaughter’sfacewhichwaswincingwithpainandgazedlongatit.

           “Natásha,youloveme?”shesaidinasofttrustfulwhisper.“Natásha,youwouldnotdeceiveme?You’lltellmethewholetruth?”

           Natáshalookedatherwitheyesfulloftearsandinherlooktherewasnothingbutloveandanentreatyforforgiveness.

           “MydarlingMummy!”sherepeated,strainingallthepowerofherlovetofindsomewayoftakingonherselftheexcessofgriefthatcrushedhermother.

           Andagaininafutilestrugglewithrealityhermother,refusingtobelievethatshecouldlivewhenherbelovedboywaskilledinthebloomoflife,escapedfromrealityintoaworldofdelirium.

           Natáshadidnotrememberhowthatdaypassednorthatnight,northenextdayandnight.Shedidnotsleepanddidnotleavehermother.Herperseveringandpatientloveseemedcompletelytosurroundthecountesseverymoment,notexplainingorconsoling,butrecallinghertolife.

           Duringthethirdnightthecountesskeptveryquietforafewminutes,andNatásharestedherheadonthearmofherchairandclosedhereyes,butopenedthemagainonhearingthebedsteadcreak.Thecountesswassittingupinbedandspeakingsoftly.

           “HowgladIamyouhavecome.Youaretired.Won’tyouhavesometea?”Natáshawentuptoher

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