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A sharp ring of the bell interrupted her speech. Elizavéta Sergyéevna had rung, and when a tall maid, with a round, kind face, and roguish eyes, flew into the room, she said to her, in a weary voice:

“Clear away the dishes, Másha!”

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“And what did you imagine me to be like?”—he queried, with a smile.

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She was dis