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Rh "T-t-torch! t-t-torch! he will go about t-torch in hand!" Well, the emancipation is an accomplished fact. Where is the peasant with the torch?'

'Tveritinov,' Kallomyetsev answered in a gloomy tone, 'was only so far wrong that it's not peasants but other people who are going about with torches.'

At those words Nezhdanov, who till that instant had hardly noticed Marianna─she was sitting at the further diagonal corner─suddenly exchanged glances with her and at once felt that they─that sullen girl and he─were of the same faith, of the same camp. She had made no impression of any kind on him when Sipyagin had introduced him to her; why was it her eye he caught at this moment? He put the question to himself at that point: Wasn't it shameful, wasn't it disgraceful to sit and listen to such opinions without protesting, giving grounds by his silence for believing that he shared them? A second time Nezhdanov glanced at Marianna, and he fancied that he read the answer to his question in her eyes: 'Wait a little,' they seemed to say, 'it's not time now it's not worth while  later on; there's always time .'

It was pleasant to him to think that she understood him. He listened again to the