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The Daughter of the Commandant by Aleksandr Sergeevich Pushkin
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Ivánofna; tell me--"

I could not finish. Savéliitch exclaimed, joy painted on his face--

"He is coming to himself!--he is coming to himself! Oh! thanks be to
heaven! My father Petr' Andréjïtch, have you frightened me enough? Four
days! That seems little enough to say, but--"

Marya Ivánofna interrupted him.

"Do not talk to him too much, Savéliitch; he is still very weak."

She went away, shutting the door carefully.

I felt myself disturbed with confused thoughts. I was evidently in the
house of the Commandant, as Marya Ivánofna could thus come and see me! I
wished to question Savéliitch; but the old man shook his head and turned
a deaf ear. I shut my eyes in displeasure, and soon fell asleep. Upon
waking I called Savéliitch, but in his stead I saw before me Marya
Ivánofna, who greeted me in her soft voice. I cannot describe the
delicious feeling which thrilled through me at this moment, I seized her
hand and pressed it in a transport of delight, while bedewing it with my
tears. Marya did not withdraw it, and all of a sudden I felt upon my
cheek the moist and burning imprint of her lips. A wild flame of love
thrilled through my whole being.

"Dear, good Marya Ivánofna," I said to her, "be my wife. Consent to give
me happiness."

She became reasonable again.
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