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- To us do not listen? - It is hardly audible she has asked. - there is nobody. - the Chief. The Chief. ! Tell to me, tell to me. One your word. I will arrive this very day!. - what to tell? - I from myself have squeezed out not at once. - Peter asks my hand. - what Peter? - I have stupidly asked. - and here Peter? - What-what? Whether all is equal? Yes mister Berhstgaden. He has told that waited for me all life. I was silent. Heart was unexpectedly pierced with any sharp claws, I even am hardly audible have moaned and began to rub a breast left-hand side. - Egorushka! ! What with you? - The desperate cry because of ocean has reached. I sat silently, the chain of persons a whirlwind has begun to spin before me, and gradually remains only two of them: Anastass and Alevtiny. Strong, bright, with a shrill look - Alevtiny (probably therefore such, what it has painfully dashing reported to me the results) and drooped, with a network of the bitter wrinkles which have undertaken whence, with a mild quiet sight the person Anastass.