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" Kitty's lower lip began to quiver; she got up quickly.

"Kitty, you're not dancing the mazurka?" "No, no," said Kitty in a voice shaking with tears.

"He asked her for the mazurka before me," said Countess Nordston, knowing Kitty would understand who were "he" and "her.

" "She said: 'Why, aren't you going to dance it with Princess Shtcherbatskaya?'" "Oh, I don't care!" answered Kitty.

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