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had to swallow his humiliation at his daughter’s
scandal. She had only written these words:—
‘Father, forgive me, I am with Woldemar,
and I ask you not to oppose our marriage any
longer.’
Ivan Sergejevitsch read these lines in silence,
then, muttering an excuse, he rose from table.
Ten minutes later, Sonia and her companion,
who were listening with increasing anxiety,
heard the angry steps they expected; the
unlocked door was flung open without a knock, and
General Krukovsky stood before his trembling
daughter.
Towards the close of the dinner father and
daughter entered the dining-room together,
followed by Woldemar Kovalevsky. Ivan
Sergejevitsch said with trembling voice:
‘Allow me to introduce to you the future
husband of my daughter Sonia.’
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