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She had hesitated as long as she did not understand herself; but after that meeting--she could hesitate no longer; she knew that she loved,--and had fallen in love honourably, not jestingly, she had become strongly attached, for her whole life; she felt that force could not break that bond. XXXIX Marya Dmitrievna was greatly perturbed when the arrival of Varvara Pavlovna was announced to her; she did not even know whether to receive her; she was afraid of offending Feodor Ivanitch. At last, curiosity carried the day. "What of it?"--she said to herself,--"why, she is a relative also,"--and seating herself in her arm-chair, she said to the lackey: "Ask her in!" Several minutes elapsed; the door opened, Varvara Pavlovna approached Marya Dmitrievna swiftly, with barely audible footsteps, and, without giving her a chance to rise from her chair, almost went down on her knees before her. "Thank you, aunty,"--she began in a touched and gentle voice, in Russian: "thank you! I had not hoped for such condescension on your part; you are as kind as an angel." As she uttered these words, Varvara Pavlovna unexpectedly took possession of one of Marya Dmitrievna's hands, and pressing it lightly in her pale-lilac gloves, obsequiously raised it to her full, rosy lips. Marya Dmitrievna completely lost her head, on beholding such a beautiful, charmingly-dressed woman, almost on her knees at her feet; she did not know what to do: she did not wish to withdraw her hand, she wished to give her a seat, and to say something amiable to her; she ended by rising, and kissing Varvara Pavlovna on her smooth, fragrant brow. Varvara Pavlovna was perfectly dumfounded by this kiss. "Good morning,--_bon jour_,"--said Marya Dmitrievna:--"of course, I had no idea, ... however, of course, I am delighted to see you. You understand, my dear,--it is not for me to sit in judgment between wife and husband." "My husband is wholly in the right,"--Varvara Pavlovna interrupted her:--"I alone am to blame." "That is a very praiseworthy sentiment,"--returned Marya Dmitrievna:--"very. Have you been here long? Have you seen him? But sit down, pray." "I arrived yesterday,"--replied Varvara Pavlovna, meekly seating herself on a chair; "I have seen Feodor Ivanitch, I have talked with him." "Ah! Well, and how does he take it?" "I was afraid that my sudden arrival would arouse his wrath,"--went on Varvara Pavlo
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