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Chapter 2

           Buttherewasnotime,afterall.

           Ayoungfellowenteredtheante-roomatthismoment,withabundleofpapersinhishand.Thefootmanhastenedtohelphimtakeoffhisovercoat.Thenewarrivalglancedattheprinceoutofthecornersofhiseyes.

           “Thisgentlemandeclares,GavrilaArdalionovitch,”begantheman,confidentiallyandalmostfamiliarly,“thatheisPrinceMuishkinandarelativeofMadameEpanchin’s.Hehasjustarrivedfromabroad,withnothingbutabundlebywayofluggage.”

           Theprincedidnotheartherest,becauseatthispointtheservantcontinuedhiscommunicationinawhisper.

           GavrilaArdalionovitchlistenedattentively,andgazedattheprincewithgreatcuriosity.Atlasthemotionedthemanasideandsteppedhurriedlytowardstheprince.

           “AreyouPrinceMuishkin?”heasked,withthegreatestcourtesyandamiability.

           Hewasaremarkablyhandsomeyoungfellowofsometwenty-eightsummers,fairandofmiddleheight;heworeasmallbeard,andhisfacewasmostintelligent.Yethissmile,inspiteofitssweetness,wasalittlethin,ifImaysocallit,andshowedhisteethtooevenly;hisgazethoughdecidedlygood-humouredandingenuous,wasatrifletooinquisitiveandintenttobealtogetheragreeable.

           “Probablywhenheisalonehelooksquitedifferent,andhardlysmilesatall!”thoughttheprince.

           Heexplainedabouthimselfinafewwords,verymuchthesameashehadtoldthefootmanandRogojinbeforehand

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