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 all seemed to be acquainted with her, spoke to her, and shook hands. They brought her some money and a shawl for the journey, and went to see her off. We drove now more cheerfully. She often coughed and did not look at us, acting as if we were not there. We drove at last to a small town, where she was to live. When they noted her at the police-office she asked after some name. “Does so and so live here?” she said, “such and such a gentleman?”

“Yes,” they answered.

The chief of the gendarmes came. “Where will you live?” he asked. “I do not know,” she answered, “but now I will go to Mr. Rozanoff.” He shook his head once again, while she went away without even bidding us farewell….

“Did you ever see her again?”