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"
Ah
,
how
annoying
!
"
he
muttered
.
"
I
should
have
come
yesterday
...
Ah
,
what
a
pity
.
"
Meanwhile
,
Mávra
Kuzmínichna
was
attentively
and
sympathetically
examining
the
familiar
Rostóv
features
of
the
young
man
's
face
,
his
tattered
coat
and
trodden-down
boots
.
"
What
did
you
want
to
see
the
count
for
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Oh
well
...
it
ca
n't
be
helped
!
"
said
he
in
a
tone
of
vexation
and
placed
his
hand
on
the
gate
as
if
to
leave
.
He
again
paused
in
indecision
.
"
You
see
,
"
he
suddenly
said
,
"
I
am
a
kinsman
of
the
count
's
and
he
has
been
very
kind
to
me
.
As
you
see
"
(
he
glanced
with
an
amused
air
and
good-natured
smile
at
his
coat
and
boots
)
"
my
things
are
worn
out
and
I
have
no
money
,
so
I
was
going
to
ask
the
count
...
"
Mávra
Kuzmínichna
did
not
let
him
finish
.
"
Just
wait
a
minute
,
sir
.
One
little
moment
,
"
said
she
.
And
as
soon
as
the
officer
let
go
of
the
gate
handle
she
turned
and
,
hurrying
away
on
her
old
legs
,
went
through
the
back
yard
to
the
servants
'
quarters
.
