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of  your  love;  but  besides  that,  she  must  attribute  SOME-
       THING  else  to  you—some  good  qualities,  otherwise  the
       thing would not be. What you have just said confirms my
       words. You say yourself that she found it possible to speak
       to you quite differently from her usual manner. You are sus-
       picious, you know, and jealous, therefore when anything
       annoying happens to you, you exaggerate its significance.
       Of course, of course, she does not think so ill of you as you
       say. Why, if she did, she would simply be walking to death
       by drowning or by the knife, with her eyes wide open, when
       she married you. It is impossible! As if anybody would go to
       their death deliberately!’
          Rogojin listened to the prince’s excited words with a bit-
       ter smile. His conviction was, apparently, unalterable.
         ‘How dreadfully you look at me, Parfen!’ said the prince,
       with a feeling of dread.
         ‘Water or the knife?’ said the latter, at last. ‘Ha, ha—that’s
       exactly why she is going to marry me, because she knows
       for certain that the knife awaits her. Prince, can it be that
       you don’t even yet see what’s at the root of it all?’
         ‘I don’t understand you.’
         ‘Perhaps he really doesn’t understand me! They do say
       that you are a—you know what! She loves another—there,
       you can understand that much! Just as I love her, exactly
       so she loves another man. And that other man is—do you
       know who? It’s you. There—you didn’t know that, eh?’
         ‘I?’
         ‘You,  you!  She  has  loved  you  ever  since  that  day,  her
       birthday! Only she thinks she cannot marry you, because

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