CHAPTER 17
BOOK III
CHAPTER XVII
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"What do you think of that? " said Mary Pávlovna. "In love -- quite in love. Now, that's a thing I never should have expected, that Vóldemar Símonson should be in love, and in the silliest, most boyish manner. It is strange, and, to say the truth, it is sad," and she sighed.
"But she? Katúsha? How does she look at it, do you think? " Nekhlúdoff asked.
