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Chapter 9

           Sixprincessesintears,andtheEnglishwomanshrieking!

           “OfcourseIwroteanapology,andcalled,buttheywouldnotreceiveeithermeormyapology,andtheEpanchinscutme,too!”

           “Butwait,”saidNastasia.“Howisitthat,fiveorsixdayssince,Ireadexactlythesamestoryinthepaper,ashappeningbetweenaFrenchmanandanEnglishgirl?Thecigarwassnatchedawayexactlyasyoudescribe,andthepoodlewaschuckedoutofthewindowafterit.Theslappingcameoff,too,asinyourcase;andthegirl’sdresswaslightblue!”

           Thegeneralblusheddreadfully;Coliablushedtoo;andPtitsinturnedhastilyaway.Ferdishenkowastheonlyonewholaughedasgailyasbefore.AstoGania,Ineednotsaythathewasmiserable;hestooddumbandwretchedandtooknonoticeofanybody.

           “Iassureyou,”saidthegeneral,“thatexactlythesamethinghappenedtomyself!”

           “IrememberedtherewassomequarrelbetweenfatherandMissSmith,theBielokonski’sgoverness,”saidColia.

           “Howverycurious,pointforpointthesameanecdote,andhappeningatdifferentendsofEurope!Eventhelightbluedressthesame,”continuedthepitilessNastasia.“Imustreallysendyouthepaper.”

           “Youmustobserve,”insistedthegeneral,“thatmyexperiencewastwoyearsearlier.”

           “Ah!that’sit,nodoubt!”

           NastasiaPhilipovnalaughedhysterically

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