"You are a strange man!" she said, with a forced laugh, lifting her velvet eyes upon me. "I did not wish to make your acquaintance," I continued, "because you are surrounded by too dense a throng of adorers, in which I was afraid of being lost to sight altogether." "You need not have been afraid; they are all very tiresome"... "All? Not all, surely?" She looked fixedly at me as if endeavouring to recollect something, then blushed slightly again and finally pronounced with decision: "All!" "Even my friend, Grushnitski?" "But is he your friend?" she said, manifesting some doubt. "Yes." "He, of
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