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ng tea, but I did not go too near the fence and saw no one. After drinking tea, I walked several times up and down the street

ut how that is the question.' I recalled the minutest details of our meeting yesterday; I had for some reason or other a particularly vi

one gentlewoman to another gentlewoman, and for that reason I'm glad to avail myself of the opportunity.' Concluding, she begged my mother's permission to call upon her. I found my mother in an unpleasant state of indecision; my father was not at home, and she had no one to whom to ask advice. Not to answer a gentlewoman, and a princess into the bargain, was impossible. But my mother was in difficulty as to how to answer her. To write a note in French struck her as unsuitable, and Russian spelling was not a strong point with my mother herself, and she was aware of it and did not care to expo