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Cover Landing Page Title Page Epigraph Contents Elena sprawled on the hard chair Aflame, despite the weather, with conviction Elena stole upstairs After only a few more days the opera house gleamed like granite That same afternoon Elena’s mother asked to see her Elena tapped at the study door So there was little alternative to Elena setting out Tatiana had been asked by Elena So winter seemed nearer than ever Above the gates were the usual ghastly heads on spikes The first person she met was Irash himself Fortunately there was a golden fleece or coverlet Irash was on his knees again After divers further causeries and rallies There was no boundary wall A peasant and his wife took them in “How long were we in the carriage?” About an hour later Lexi simply took it for granted The bright sunshine outside Smorevsk They reached the small town They entered the large back room “Half the pain in the world is caused on purpose” All through the evening meal “You must share my room” And, in the morning Such was the breakdown and disorder Farewells again! The next morning The coach was calling very early the next day Copyright
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