The Live Corpse


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KOROTKÓV. He did--but what of that? It was only chance. If Crakus had  
not fallen ill.... [Enter footman].  
AFRÉMOV. What is it?  
FOOTMAN. A lady has come, and is asking for Mr. Protásov.  
AFRÉMOV. What is she like? A real lady?  
FOOTMAN. I don't know her name, but she's a real lady.  
AFRÉMOV. Fédya! a lady to see you!  
FÉDYA [startled] Who is it?  
AFRÉMOV. He doesn't know.  
FOOTMAN. Shall I ask her into the dining-room?  
FÉDYA. No, wait.... I'll go myself and see.  
Exeunt Fédya and footman.  
KOROTKÓV. Who can it be? It must be Másha.  
STÁKHOV. Which Másha?  
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