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had no suspicion whatever of HIM. This last assurance was
satisfactory, at all events. The general finished by informing
him that Evgenie’s uncle was head of one of the civil service
departments, and rich, very rich, and a gourmand. ‘And,
well, Heaven preserve him, of course—but Evgenie gets his
money, don’t you see? But, for all this, I’m uncomfortable, I
don’t know why. There’s something in the air, I feel there’s
something nasty in the air, like a bat, and I’m by no means
comfortable.’
And it was not until the third day that the formal recon-
ciliation between the prince and the Epanchins took place,
as said before.

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