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comfort in thinking that nobody now will
prevent her from being with her sister as much as
she pleases, and off she rushes to see what
Aniuta is doing.
She finds her pacing up and down the large
hall, lost in her own thoughts, which are
evidently of a very exciting nature. Tania knows
from experience how difficult it is to get hold of
her attention at such moments, but after having
waited a while she gets impatient and tries to
rouse her.
‘Aniuta, I feel so sad, lend me one of your
books to read,’ she says in a pleading voice. No
answer. ‘Aniuta, what are you thinking of?’
Tania says at last. ‘Now do stop a moment,
there’s a dear!’
‘You are much too young to hear about such
things,’ is the contemptuous reply.
But this was a little too bad, and Tania gets
angry at last. ‘How unkind you are! you won’t
even speak to me! Now Malvina is gone, I
thought we should be such good friends. But
if you drive me away, I shall go, and I shall
never, never love you again!’
And Tania runs away swallowing her tears,—
but suddenly her sister calls her back. In her
own heart Aniuta is dying to pour out all that
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