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To the carriage, instead of the restive Raven, they had harnessed, thanks to the representations of Marya Philimonovna, the bailiff's horse, Brownie, and Darya Alexandrovna, delayed by anxiety over her own attire, came out and got in, dressed in a white muslin gown.

Darya Alexandrovna had done her hair, and dressed with care and excitement.

In the old days she had dressed for her own sake to look pretty and be admired.

Later on, as she got older, dress became more and more distasteful to her.

She saw that she was losing her good looks.

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