THE VALÁKHINS
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I cannot understand what made her change so. Did you not see in her house some kind of a secretary? What business has a Russian lady to keep a secretary?" he said, angrily walking away from me.
"Yes, I did," I answered.
"Is he, at least, good-looking?"
"No, not at all."
"Incomprehensible," said papa, angrily jerking his shoulder, and coughing.
"So I am in love," I thought, riding in my vehicle.
