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Well, it happened about three o'clock. The gentlemen were playing. There was the big stranger, as our men called him. The prince was there, -- the two are always together. The whiskered barin was there; also the little hussar, Oliver, who was an actor, and there was the _pan_.[50] It was a pretty good crowd.
[Footnote 50: Polish name for lord or gentleman.]