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took no notice of anybody.
‘I assure you,’ said the general, ‘that exactly the same
thing happened to myself!’
‘I remembered there was some quarrel between father
and Miss Smith, the Bielokonski’s governess,’ said Colia.
‘How very curious, point for point the same anecdote,
and happening at different ends of Europe! Even the light
blue dress the same,’ continued the pitiless Nastasia. ‘I must
really send you the paper.’
‘You must observe,’ insisted the general, ‘that my experi-
ence was two years earlier.’
‘Ah! that’s it, no doubt!’
Nastasia Philipovna laughed hysterically.
‘Father, will you hear a word from me outside!’ said Ga-
nia, his voice shaking with agitation, as he seized his father
by the shoulder. His eyes shone with a blaze of hatred.
At this moment there was a terrific bang at the front door,
almost enough to break it down. Some most unusual visitor
must have arrived. Colia ran to open.

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