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It was the _Careme de l'Assomption_,[C] and consequently no one was surprised at my commencing a season of devotion.
During this whole week Sergius Mikailovitch did not once come to see us, and far from being surprised, alarmed, or angry with him, I was content, and did not expect him before my birthday. Throughout this week I rose very early every day, and while the horses were being harnessed I walked in the garden, alone, meditating upon the past, and thinking what I must do in order that the evening should find me satisfied with my day, and proud of having committed no faults.