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What a good woman you are," he said.

She pressed his hand, turned quickly and left the room.

Nekhludoff translated the Englishman's and the inspector's wordswithout paying any attention to their meaning, and felt anawkwardness he had not in the least expected at the thought ofthe impending interview. When, in the midst of a sentence he wastranslating for the Englishman, he heard the sound of approachingfootsteps, and the office door opened, and, as had happened manytimes before, a jailer came in, followed by Katusha, and he sawher with a kerchief tied round her head, and in a prison jacket aheavy sensation came over him. "I wish to live, I want a family,children, I want a human life." These thoughts flashed throughhis mind as she entered the room with rapid steps and blinkingher eyes.

Yes, the jailer told me."

The imposing inspector came up to the gate and read the pass thathad been given to Nekhludoff and the Englishman by the light ofthe lamp, shrugged his fine shoulders in surprise, but, inobedience to the order, asked the visitors to follow him in. Heled them through the courtyard and then in at a door to the rightand up a staircase into the office. He offered them a seat andasked what he could do for them, and when he heard thatNekhludoff would like to see Maslova at once, he sent a jailer tofetch her. Then he prepared himself to answer the questions whichthe Englishman began to put to him, Nekhludoff acting asinterpreter.

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?

You certainly have no reason to thank me," Nekhludoff said.

The weather had changed. It was snowing, and the snow felldensely in large flakes, and already covered the road, the roofand the trees in the garden, the steps of the porch, the roof ofthe trap and the back of the horse.

We do not want anything," she said, and looked at him.

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

This is Katie," said the mother, straightening the white andblue crochet coverlet, from under which a little white footpushed itself languidly out.

THE ENGLISH VISITOR.

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

Nekhludoff translated the Englishman's and the inspector's wordswithout paying any attention to their meaning, and felt anawkwardness he had not in the least expected at the thought ofthe impending interview. When, in the midst of a sentence he wastranslating for the Englishman, he heard the sound of approachingfootsteps, and the office door opened, and, as had happened manytimes before, a jailer came in, followed by Katusha, and he sawher with a kerchief tied round her head, and in a prison jacket aheavy sensation came over him. "I wish to live, I want a family,children, I want a human life." These thoughts flashed throughhis mind as she entered the room with rapid steps and blinkingher eyes.

Directly," replied Nekhludoff and asked her about Kryltzoff.

He has not set foot here for a fortnight," muttered a voice.

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."

And this is Vasiuk, as 'grandpapa' calls him. Quite a differenttype. A Siberian, is he not?"

The same thing happened in the second cell. There was the samefoul air, the same icon hanging between the windows, the same tubto the left of the door, and they were all lying side by sideclose to one another, and jumped up in the same manner and stoodstretched full length with their arms by their sides, all butthree, two of whom sat up and one remained lying, and did noteven look at the newcomers; these three were also ill. TheEnglishman made the same speech and again gave away two books.

And this is Vasiuk, as 'grandpapa' calls him. Quite a differenttype. A Siberian, is he not?"

Directly," replied Nekhludoff and asked her about Kryltzoff.

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 weather had changed. It was snowing, and the snow felldensely in large flakes, and already covered the road, the roofand the trees in the garden, the steps of the porch, the roof ofthe trap and the back of the horse.

She got over her emotion and quietly told him all she knew.Kryltzoff was very weak and had been sent into the infirmary.Mary Pavlovna was very anxious, and had asked to be allowed to goto the infirmary as a nurse, but could not get the permission.

Where is the use of our reckoning? God will make up ouraccounts," she said, and her black eyes began to glisten with thetears that filled them.

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