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MASLOVA'S DECISION.

The document ran thus: "His Majesty's office for the reception ofpetitions, addressed to his Imperial name"here followed thedate"by order of the chief of his Majesty's office for thereception of petitions addressed to his Imperial name. Themeschanka Katerina Maslova is hereby informed that his ImperialMajesty, with reference to her most loyal petition, condescendingto her request, deigns to order that her sentence to hard labourshould be commuted to one of exile to the less distant districtsof Siberia"

Having made his bow to the General, Nekhludoff drove to thepostoffice, feeling himself in an extremely animated andenergetic frame of mind.

Directly," replied Nekhludoff and asked her about Kryltzoff.

He rose and made a few steps to meet her, and her face appearedhard and unpleasant to him. It was again as it had been at thetime when she reproached him. She flushed and turned pale, herfingers nervously twisting a corner of her jacket. She looked upat him, then cast down her eyes.

But she again interrupted him, as if afraid that he might say toomuch or that she should not say all. "No, Dmitri Ivanovitch, youmust forgive me if I am not doing what you wish," and she lookedat him with those unfathomable, squinting eyes of hers. "Yes, itevidently must be so. You must live, too."

Well, would you like to look round the cells now?" the inspectorasked.

THE SENTENCE COMMUTED.

There were more than 20 who could.

MASLOVA'S DECISION.

A splendid boy," said Nekhludoff, as he looked at the littlefatty lying asleep on his stomach.

Having made his bow to the General, Nekhludoff drove to thepostoffice, feeling himself in an extremely animated andenergetic frame of mind.

I have not suffered. It was good for me, and I should like to goon serving you if I could."

She thinks that everybody wants to see her children," said hermother, smiling at her daughter's winning tactlessness. "ThePrince is not at all interested."

Bytheway, where are you staying?" asked the General as he wastaking leave of Nekhludoff. "At Duke's? Well, it's horrid enoughthere. Come and dine with us at five o'clock. You speak English?

The Englishman asked if the young man had long been ill. Theinspector said that he was taken ill in the morning, but that theold man had long been suffering with pains in the stomach, butcould not be removed, as the infirmary had been overfilled for along time. The Englishman shook his head disapprovingly, said hewould like to say a few words to these people, asking Nekhludoffto interpret. It turned out that besides studying the places ofexile and the prisons of Siberia, the Englishman had anotherobject in view, that of preaching salvation through faith and bythe redemption.

Yes, the jailer told me."

After having repeatedly expressed his admiration of the children,thereby at least partially satisfying their mother, who eagerlydrank in this praise, he followed her back to the drawingroom,where the Englishman was waiting for him to go and visit theprison, as they had arranged. Having taken leave of their hosts,the old and the young ones, the Englishman and Nekhludoff wentout into the porch of the General's house.

Well, would you like to look round the cells now?" the inspectorasked.

The dismal prison house, with its sentinel and lamp burning underthe gateway, produced an even more dismal impression, with itslong row of lighted windows, than it had done in the morning, inspite of the white covering that now lay over everythingtheporch, the roof and the walls.

Am I to go?" she asked, noticing that the Englishman waswaiting.

MASLOVA'S DECISION.

Am I to go?" she asked, noticing that the Englishman waswaiting.

Nekhludoff was ready to go, but saw that the Englishman wasnoting something down, and did not disturb him, but sat down on awooden seat by the wall, and suddenly a feeling of terribleweariness came over him. It was not a sleepless night that hadtired him, not the journey, not the excitement, but he feltterribly tired of living. He leaned against the back of thebench, shut his eyes and in a moment fell into a deep, heavysleep.

The Englishman took several bound Testaments out of a hangbag,and many strong hands with their hard, black nails stretched outfrom beneath the coarse shirtsleeves towards him. He gave awaytwo Testaments in this cell.

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