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him. This young girl was Anna Grigorjevna,
his second wife. ‘If anybody had told me that
six months ago,’ Dostojevsky added quite simply
at the end of his letter, ‘I give you my word of
honour I should not have believed it.’
Tania’s wound healed by and by. The home-journey,
indeed, effaced the last trace of the storm
that had raged in her heart.
The two sisters never alluded to the past
event. Their sisterly affection was soon entirely
restored.
They came back to Palibino, to their calm
monotonous country life, but they both felt
that a change must come soon, that great events
were at hand. They seemed to be aware that
they had been allowed to cast a glance into the
future, and they felt convinced that something
new, unusual, and important would happen in
their lives. Both were seized with an immense
indescribable hope, as if the years to come must
bring fulfilment of all their wonderful golden
dreams.
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