On the Eve by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev
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early stage of these illnesses, but it means nothing, nothing--I
assure you. Drink some water.' She raised her eyes to his, and he saw she had not heard his answer. 'If he dies,' she said in the same voice,' I will die too.' At that instant Insarov uttered a slight moan; she trembled all over, clutched at her head, then began untying the strings of her hat. 'What are you doing?' Bersenyev asked her. 'I will stay here.' 'You will stay--for long?' 'I don't know, perhaps all day, the night, always--I don't know.' 'For God's sake, Elena Nikolaevna, control yourself. I could not of course have any expectation of seeing you here; but still I--assume you have come for a short time. Remember they may miss you at home.' 'What then?' 'They will look for you--find you----' 'What then?' 'Elena Nikolaevna! You see. He cannot now protect you.' |
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