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Chapter 15

           that’swhyIhavecome...Iamarelation.Ishallnotdisturbhim,myfriend...IonlyneedseePrinceVasíliSergéevich:heisstayinghere,ishenot?Pleaseannounceme.”

           Thehallportersullenlypulledabellthatrangupstairs,andturnedaway.

           “PrincessDrubetskáyatoseePrinceVasíliSergéevich,”hecalledtoafootmandressedinkneebreeches,shoes,andaswallow-tailcoat,whorandownstairsandlookedoverfromthehalfwaylanding.

           ThemothersmoothedthefoldsofherdyedsilkdressbeforealargeVenetianmirrorinthewall,andinhertrodden-downshoesbrisklyascendedthecarpetedstairs.

           “Mydear,”shesaidtoherson,oncemorestimulatinghimbyatouch,“youpromisedme!”

           Theson,loweringhiseyes,followedherquietly.

           Theyenteredthelargehall,fromwhichoneofthedoorsledtotheapartmentsassignedtoPrinceVasíli.

           Justasthemotherandson,havingreachedthemiddleofthehall,wereabouttoasktheirwayofanelderlyfootmanwhohadsprungupastheyentered,thebronzehandleofoneofthedoorsturnedandPrinceVasílicameout—wearingavelvetcoatwithasinglestaronhisbreast,aswashiscustomwhenathome—takingleaveofagood-looking,dark-hairedman.ThiswasthecelebratedPetersburgdoctor,Lorrain.

           “Thenitiscertain?”saidtheprince.

           “Prince,humanumesterrare,*but...”repliedthedoctor,swallowinghisr’s,andpronouncingtheLatinwordswithaFrenchaccent.

           *Toerrishuman.

           “Verywell,verywell...

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