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"Here, Pavel, Pavel!" Pelagia Ivanovna cried, rousing her husband from a nap. "Do go and help Stepa! He is sitting there crying again over his lessons. It must be something he can't understand."
Pavel Vasilitch got up, made the sign of the cross over his yawning mouth, and said meekly: