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Driving was out of the question, because one of the horses was restive, and bolted in the shafts.

There was no place where they could bathe; the whole of the river-bank was trampled by the cattle and open to the road; even walks were impossible, for the cattle strayed into the garden through a gap in the hedge, and there was one terrible bull, who bellowed, and therefore might be expected to gore somebody.

There were no proper cupboards for their clothes; what cupboards there were either would not close at all, or burst open whenever anyone passed by them.

There were no pots and pans; there was no copper in the washhouse, nor even an ironing-board in the maids' room.

Finding instead of peace and rest all these, from her point of view, fearful calamities, Darya Alexandrovna was at first in despair.

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