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that there could be no talk of their going to their house on
       the Yelagin as yet.
         ‘And  in  point  of  fact,  prince,’  added  Evgenie  Pavlov-
       itch,  ‘you  must  allow  that  they  could  hardly  have  stayed
       here, considering that they knew of all that went on at your
       place, and in the face of your daily visits to their house, vis-
       its which you insisted upon making in spite of their refusal
       to see you.’
         ‘Yes—yes, quite so; you are quite right. I wished to see
       Aglaya Ivanovna, you know!’ said the prince, nodding his
       head.
         ‘Oh,  my  dear  fellow,’  cried  Evgenie,  warmly,  with  real
       sorrow in his voice, ‘how could you permit all that to come
       about as it has? Of course, of course, I know it was all so
       unexpected. I admit that you, only naturally, lost your head,
       and—and could not stop the foolish girl; that was not in
       your power. I quite see so much; but you really should have
       understood how seriously she cared for you. She could not
       bear to share you with another; and you could bring your-
       self to throw away and shatter such a treasure! Oh, prince,
       prince!’
         ‘Yes, yes, you are quite right again,’ said the poor prince,
       in anguish of mind. ‘I was wrong, I know. But it was only
       Aglaya who looked on Nastasia Philipovna so; no one else
       did, you know.’
         ‘But that’s just the worst of it all, don’t you see, that there
       was absolutely nothing serious about the matter in reality!’
       cried Evgenie, beside himself: ‘Excuse me, prince, but I have
       thought over all this; I have thought a great deal over it;
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