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Rh Sipyagin's property; he was overcome by his brooding thoughts.

He started, though, when he saw the roof of the house, the upper story, Marianna's window. 'Yes,' he said to himself, and there was a glow of warmth about his heart; 'he was right, she's a good girl, and I love her.'