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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;

