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Chapter 8

           Thenyoulivedwithheratsomevillageortown,andsheranawayfromyou.”(Aglayablusheddreadfully.)“ThenshereturnedtoRogojinagain,wholovesherlikeamadman.Thenyou—likeawisemanasyouare—camebackhereafterherassoonaseveryouheardthatshehadreturnedtoPetersburg.Yesterdayeveningyousprangforwardtoprotecther,andjustnowyoudreamedabouther.Yousee,Iknowall.Youdidcomebackhereforher,forher—nowdidn’tyou?”

           “Yes—forher!”saidtheprincesoftlyandsadly,andbendinghisheaddown,quiteunconsciousofthefactthatAglayawasgazingathimwitheyeswhichburnedlikelivecoals.“Icametofindoutsomething—Idon’tbelieveinherfuturehappinessasRogojin’swife,although—inaword,Ididnotknowhowtohelpherorwhattodoforher—butIcame,onthechance.”

           HeglancedatAglaya,whowaslisteningwithalookofhatredonherface.

           “Ifyoucamewithoutknowingwhy,Isupposeyouloveherverymuchindeed!”shesaidatlast.

           “No,”saidtheprince,“no,Idonotloveher.Oh!ifyouonlyknewwithwhathorrorIrecallthetimeIspentwithher!”

           Ashudderseemedtosweepoverhiswholebodyattherecollection.

           “Tellmeaboutit,”saidAglaya.

           “Thereisnothingwhichyoumightnothear.WhyIshouldwishtotellyou,andonlyyou,thisexperienceofmine,Ireallycannotsay;perhapsitreallyisbecauseIloveyouverymuch.

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