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were not having a party at all; that these people must have
       been here always, and that he himself was one of them—re-
       turned among them after a long absence, but one of them,
       naturally and indisputably.
          It never struck him that all this refined simplicity and
       nobility and wit and personal dignity might possibly be no
       more than an exquisite artistic polish. The majority of the
       guests—who  were  somewhat  empty-headed,  after  all,  in
       spite of their aristocratic bearing—never guessed, in their
       self-satisfied composure, that much of their superiority was
       mere veneer, which indeed they had adopted unconsciously
       and by inheritance.
         The prince would never so much as suspect such a thing
       in the delight of his first impression.
          He saw, for instance, that one important dignitary, old
       enough to be his grandfather, broke off his own conversa-
       tion in order to listen to HIM—a young and inexperienced
       man; and not only listened, but seemed to attach value to
       his opinion, and was kind and amiable, and yet they were
       strangers  and  had  never  seen  each  other  before.  Perhaps
       what most appealed to the prince’s impressionability was
       the refinement of the old man’s courtesy towards him. Per-
       haps the soil of his susceptible nature was really predisposed
       to receive a pleasant impression.
          Meanwhile all these people-though friends of the family
       and of each other to a certain extent—were very far from
       being such intimate friends of the family and of each other
       as the prince concluded. There were some present who nev-
       er would think of considering the Epanchins their equals.
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