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Chapter 6

           ,laughing.

           “SodoI,”saidAdelaida,solemnly.

           “Whatpoorknight?”askedMrs.Epanchin,lookingroundatthefaceofeachofthespeakersinturn.Seeing,however,thatAglayawasblushing,sheadded,angrily:

           “Whatnonsenseyouarealltalking!Whatdoyoumeanbypoorknight?”

           “It’snotthefirsttimethisurchin,yourfavourite,hasshownhisimpudencebytwistingotherpeople’swords,”saidAglaya,haughtily.

           EverytimethatAglayashowedtemper(andthiswasveryoften),therewassomuchchildishpouting,such“school-girlishness,”asitwere,inherapparentwrath,thatitwasimpossibletoavoidsmilingather,toherownunutterableindignation.Ontheseoccasionsshewouldsay,“Howcanthey,howdaretheylaughatme?”

           Thistimeeveryonelaughedather,hersisters,PrinceS.,PrinceMuishkin(thoughhehimselfhadflushedforsomereason),andColia.Aglayawasdreadfullyindignant,andlookedtwiceasprettyinherwrath.

           “He’salwaystwistingroundwhatonesays,”shecried.

           “Iamonlyrepeatingyourownexclamation!”saidColia.“AmonthagoyouwereturningoverthepagesofyourDonQuixote,andsuddenlycalledout‘thereisnothingbetterthanthepoorknight.’Idon’tknowwhomyouwerereferringto,ofcourse,whethertoDonQuixote,orEvgeniePavlovitch,orsomeoneelse,butyoucertainlysaidthesewords,andafterwardstherewasalongconversation...

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