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They didn't come to see me again together. Vera came twice, kind and good as always, but with no more confidences; and Nina once with flowers and fruit and a wild chattering tongue about the cinemas and Smyrnov, who was delighting the world at the Narodny Dom, and the wonderful performance of Lermontov's Masquerade that was shortly to take place at the Alexander Theatre.
"Are you and Vera friends again? " I asked her.