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II
WHEN I was about six years old, my father retired
from the service, and settled on his hereditary
estate, Palibino, in the Government of Vitebsk. At that
time persistent rumors were afloat about the
impending "emancipation"; and they spurred on my father
more seriously to occupy himself with the
management of affairs, which had been hitherto superintended
by the overseer.
Soon after our removal to the country, a
circumstance occurred in our house which remained very
vividly imprinted on my memory. Moreover, this
occurrence produced so powerful an impression upon
every one in the house, that it was frequently referred
to afterward, so that my personal recollections
became entangled with later accounts of it to such a
degree that I cannot disentangle the former from the
latter. Therefore, I narrate the occurrence as it now
presents itself to me.
Various articles suddenly began to disappear from
our nursery; behold, first one thing would vanish
and then another. If nurse forgot anything for a
time, it was nowhere to be found when she wanted to
get it again, although nurse was ready to take her
oath that she had put it away in the cupboard, or the
chest of drawers, with her own hands. At first, these
losses were accepted with a good deal of indifference;
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