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"Please come and visit us... you know my brave boy... been

together out there... both playing the hero... Ah, Vasili

Ignatovich... How d'ye do, old fellow?" he said, turning to an

old man who was passing, but before he had finished his greeting

there was a general stir, and a footman who had run in announced,

with a frightened face: "He's arrived!"

Bells rang, the stewards rushed forward, and-like rye shaken

together in a shovel-the guests who had been scattered about in

different rooms came together and crowded in the large drawing

room by the door of the ballroom.