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deed. You must excuse my being a little absent this evening.
       Do you know, I cannot somehow be attentive to anything
       just now?’
         ‘I  see,  I  see,’  said  Evgenie,  smiling  gently.  His  mirth
       seemed very near the surface this evening.
         ‘What do you see?’ said the prince, startled.
         ‘I don’t want you to suspect that I have simply come here
       to deceive you and pump information out of you!’ said Evg-
       enie, still smiling, and without making any direct reply to
       the question.
         ‘Oh, but I haven’t the slightest doubt that you did come
       to pump me,’ said the prince, laughing himself, at last; ‘and
       I dare say you are quite prepared to deceive me too, so far
       as that goes. But what of that? I’m not afraid of you; besides,
       you’ll hardly believe it, I feel as though I really didn’t care
       a scrap one way or the other, just now!—And-and-and as
       you are a capital fellow, I am convinced of that, I dare say
       we really shall end by being good friends. I like you very
       much Evgenie Pavlovitch; I consider you a very good fel-
       low indeed.’
         ‘Well, in any case, you are a most delightful man to have
       to deal with, be the business what it may,’ concluded Evg-
       enie. ‘Come along now, I’ll drink a glass to your health. I’m
       charmed to have entered into alliance with you. By-the-by,’
       he added suddenly, has this young Hippolyte come down to
       stay with you
         ‘Yes.’
         ‘He’s not going to die at once, I should think, is he?’
         ‘Why?’
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