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looked intently into one another’s eyes.
         The  prince  remarked  that  Evgenie  Pavlovitch’s  plain
       clothes  had  evidently  made  a  great  impression  upon  the
       company present, so much so that all other interests seemed
       to be effaced before this surprising fact.
          His change of dress was evidently a matter of some im-
       portance. Adelaida and Alexandra poured out a stream of
       questions; Prince S., a relative of the young man, appeared
       annoyed; and Ivan Fedorovitch quite excited. Aglaya alone
       was  not  interested.  She  merely  looked  closely  at  Evgenie
       for a minute, curious perhaps as to whether civil or mili-
       tary clothes became him best, then turned away and paid
       no more attention to him or his costume. Lizabetha Pro-
       kofievna asked no questions, but it was clear that she was
       uneasy, and the prince fancied that Evgenie was not in her
       good graces.
         ‘He  has  astonished  me,’  said  Ivan  Fedorovitch.  ‘I  near-
       ly fell down with surprise. I could hardly believe my eyes
       when I met him in Petersburg just now. Why this haste?
       That’s what I want to know. He has always said himself that
       there is no need to break windows.’
          Evgenie Pavlovitch remarked here that he had spoken of
       his intention of leaving the service long ago. He had, how-
       ever, always made more or less of a joke about it, so no one
       had  taken  him  seriously.  For  that  matter  he  joked  about
       everything, and his friends never knew what to believe, es-
       pecially if he did not wish them to understand him.
         ‘I have only retired for a time,’ said he, laughing. ‘For a
       few months; at most for a year.’
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