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Katenka was with me in the _britchka; _ her lovely head inclined as she gazed pensively at the roadway. I looked at her in silence and wondered what had brought the unchildlike expression of sadness to her face which I now observed for the first time there.
"We shall soon be in Moscow," I said at last. "How large do you suppose it is?"