Marie; a story of Russian love by Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin
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ignorant believer, but as a depraved and dangerous good-for-nothing."
"It is not true!" exclaimed Marie. "What! not true?" said the lady, flushing to the eyes. "Before God, it is not true. I know all. I will tell you all. It was for me only that exposed himself to all these misfortunes. If he did not clear himself before his judges, it was because he would not drag me before the authorities." Marie then related with warmth all that the reader knows. "Where do you lodge?" asked the lady, when the young girl had finished her recital. Upon hearing that she was staying with the postmaster's wife, she nodded, and said with a smile: "Ah! I know her. Adieu! tell no one of our meeting. I hope you will not have long to wait for the answer to your petition." She rose and went away by a covered path. Marie went back to Anna's, full of fair hope. The postmaster's wife was surprised that Marie took so early a promenade, which might in Autumn, prove injurious to a young girl's health. She brought the _Somovar_, and with her cup of tea was going to relate one of her interminable stories, when a carriage with the imperial escutcheon stopped before the door. A lackey, wearing the imperial livery, entered and announced that her Majesty deigned to order to her presence the daughter of Captain Mironoff! "Ah!" exclaimed Anna, "the Empress orders you to Court! How did she know you were with me? You can not present yourself--you do not know how to walk in courtly fashion! I ought to go with you. Shall I not |
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