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Dólokhov
stayed
by
the
gate
.
Anatole
followed
the
maid
into
the
courtyard
,
turned
the
corner
,
and
ran
up
into
the
porch
.
He
was
met
by
Gabriel
,
Márya
Dmítrievna
's
gigantic
footman
.
"
Come
to
the
mistress
,
please
,
"
said
the
footman
in
his
deep
bass
,
intercepting
any
retreat
.
"
To
what
Mistress
?
Who
are
you
?
"
asked
Anatole
in
a
breathless
whisper
.
"
Kindly
step
in
,
my
orders
are
to
bring
you
in
"
"
Kurágin
!
Come
back
!
"
shouted
Dólokhov
.
"
Betrayed
!
Back
!
"
Dólokhov
,
after
Anatole
entered
,
had
remained
at
the
wicket
gate
and
was
struggling
with
the
yard
porter
who
was
trying
to
lock
it
.
With
a
last
desperate
effort
Dólokhov
pushed
the
porter
aside
,
and
when
Anatole
ran
back
seized
him
by
the
arm
,
pulled
him
through
the
wicket
,
and
ran
back
with
him
to
the
troyka
.
Márya
Dmítrievna
,
having
found
Sónya
weeping
in
the
corridor
,
made
her
confess
everything
,
and
intercepting
the
note
to
Natásha
she
read
it
and
went
into
Natásha
's
room
with
it
in
her
hand
.
"
You
shameless
good-for-nothing
!
"
said
she
.
"
I
wo
n't
hear
a
word
.
"
