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Rh question, Did he know a wonderful poem of Dobrolyubov's beginning, 'Let me die—small cause for grief'? and thereupon read it to him—also not very well—in a rather childish manner.

Nezhdanov observed that it was bitter and painful to the last degree, and then added that he, Nezhdanov, could never have written such a poem, because he had no reason to be afraid of tears over his grave there would be none.

'There will be, if I outlive you,' Marianna articulated slowly; and raising her eyes to the