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RECOLLECTIONS OF CHILDHOOD
77
a little calmer she gave me some tea, and put me in
the little bed, where I immediately fell into a dull,
leaden sleep.
But when I awoke on the following morning, and
suddenly remembered what had taken place the night
before, I again felt so ashamed that it seemed to me
I should never dare to look any one in the face again.
However, everything passed off better than I had
expected. Olya had been taken home the night
before. Evidently she had been magnanimous enough
not to complain of me. It was evident from the faces
of all the people in the house that they knew nothing
about it. No one reproached me with what had
happened on the day before; no one teased me. Even
uncle pretended that nothing of particular
importance had taken place.
Still, it is strange that from that day forth my
feelings toward my uncle entirely changed their
character. Our after-dinner conversations were not renewed.
He returned to Petersburg shortly after this episode,
and although we often met afterward, and he was
always very kind to me, and I loved him greatly, yet I
never more felt for him my former adoration.
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