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'Yes, but I must first know who is knocking. I have time enough.'
I put the revolver back on the table, and hid it under my newspaper. I
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went to the door and drew back the bolt.
"It was my wife's sister,--a good and stupid widow.
"'Basile, what does this mean?' said she, and her tears, always ready,
began to flow.
"'What do you want?' I asked roughly.
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I saw clearly that there was no necessity of being rough with her, but
I could not speak in any other tone.
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'Basile, she is dying. Ivan Fedorowitch says so.'
Ivan Fedorowitch was the doctor, HER doctor, her counsellor.
'Is he here?' I inquired.
And all my hatred of her arose anew.
Well, what?
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