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the Epanchin party. Had he thought of looking round to
the left after he had been pushed so unceremoniously into
the chair, he would have observed Aglaya standing some
twenty yards away. She had stayed to watch the scandalous
scene in spite of her mother’s and sisters’ anxious cries to
her to come away.
Prince S. ran up to her and persuaded her, at last, to
come home with them.
Lizabetha Prokofievna saw that she returned in such a
state of agitation that it was doubtful whether she had even
heard their calls. But only a couple of minutes later, when
they had reached the park, Aglaya suddenly remarked, in
her usual calm, indifferent voice:
‘I wanted to see how the farce would end.’

1 The Idiot