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the real reason. She could not make up her
mind to leave the house, as long as Philip
Matvjejitsch remained there, for she well knew
that, when once she was gone, she would never
see him again. And of course she must be
madly in love with him, or else she who had
been an honest girl all her life would not for
his sake have committed such a sin.
As for Philip Matvjejitsch, he escaped quite
unmolested. Perhaps he told the truth, when
he said that he had not had the slightest
suspicion whence the gifts came, which he had
received from Maria Vasiljevna. At all events,
as it was no easy matter to find a good gardener,
and, as the park and gardens could not be left
to themselves, it was decided that he should
remain till further notice.
Whether Njania was right or wrong in her
supposition about Maria Vasiljevna’s motives, so
much is certain, that when the day of departure
came, she went up to Ivan Sergejevitsch, and
fell on her knees before him.
‘Do let me stay here without salary, punish
me as if I were a bondwoman, but don’t drive
me away!’ she implored, with tears in her eyes.
Ivan Sergejevitsch felt touched at her
attachment to his house, but on the other side, he
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