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Madame Stahl, of whom some people said that she had worried her husband out of his life, while others said it was he who had made her wretched by his immoral behavior, had always been a woman of weak health and enthusiastic temperament. When, after her separation from her husband, she gave birth to her only child, the child had died almost immediately, and the family of Madame Stahl, knowing her sensibility and fearing the news would kill her, had substituted another child, a baby born the same night and in the same house in Peterburg, the daughter of the chief cook of the Imperial Household. This was Varenka. Madame Stahl learned later on that Varenka was not her own child, but she went on bringing her up, especially as very soon afterward Varenka had not a relation of her own living. .bvlgari rings replica.

Madame Stahl had now been living without a break, more than ten years abroad, in the south, never leaving her couch. And some people said that Madame Stahl had made her social position as a philanthropic, highly religious woman; other people said she really was at heart the highly ethical being, living for nothing but the good of her fellow creatures, which she represented herself to be. No one knew what her faith was - Catholic, Protestant, or Orthodox. But one fact was indubitable - she was in amicable relations with the highest dignitaries of all the churches and sects. .bvlgari rings replica.

Varenka lived with her all the while abroad, and everyone who knew Madame Stahl knew and liked Mademoiselle Varenka, as everyone called her. .cartier love bracelet replica.

Having learned all these facts, the Princess found nothing to object to in her daughter's intimacy with Varenka, more especially as Varenka's breeding and education were of the best - she spoke French and English extremely well - and, what was of the most weight, brought a message from Madame Stahl expressing her regret that she had been prevented by her ill-health from making the acquaintance of the Princess. .cartier love bracelet replica.

After getting to know Varenka, Kitty became more and more fascinated by her friend, and every day she discovered new virtues in her. .christian louboutin outlet online.

The Princess, hearing that Varenka had a good voice, asked her to come and sing to them in the evening. .cartier love bracelet replica.

`Kitty plays, and we have a piano; not a good one, it's true, but you will give us so much pleasure,' said the Princess with her affected smile, which Kitty disliked particularly just then, because she noticed that Varenka had no inclination to sing. Varenka came, however, in the evening, and brought a roll of music with her. The Princess had invited Marya Eugenyevna and her daughter, and the colonel. .bvlgari rings replica.

Varenka seemed quite unaffected by the presence of persons whom she did not know, and she went directly to the piano. She could not accompany herself, but she could sing music at sight very well. Kitty, who played well, accompanied her. .cheap prom girl dresses.

`You have an extraordinary talent,' the Princess said to her after Varenka had sung the first song excellently. .http://www.mvpicton.co.uk/.

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`Look,' said the colonel, looking out of the window, `what an audience has collected to listen to you.' .cartier love bracelet replica.

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`I am very glad it gives you pleasure,' Varenka answered simply. .http://www.vereo.eu/.

Kitty looked with pride at her friend. She was enchanted by her talent, and her voice, and her face, but most of all by her manner, by Varenka's obviously thinking nothing of her singing and being quite unmoved by their praise. She seemed only to be asking: `Am I to sing again, or is that enough?' .replica christian louboutin.

`If it had been I,' thought Kitty, `how proud I should have been! How delighted I should have been to see that crowd under the windows! But she's utterly unmoved by it. Her only motive is to avoid refusing and to please maman. What is there about her? What is it gives her the power to look down on everything, to be calm independently of everything? How I should like to know it, and to learn it from her!' thought Kitty, gazing into her serene face. The Princess asked Varenka to sing again, and Varenka sang another song, also smoothly, distinctly, and well, standing erect at the piano and beating time on it with her thin, dark-skinned hand.

The next song in the book was an Italian one. Kitty played the opening bars, and looked round at Varenka.

`Let's skip that,' said Varenka, flushing a little.

Kitty let her eyes rest on Varenka's face, with a look of dismay and inquiry.

`Very well, the next one,' she said hurriedly, turning over the pages, and at once feeling that there was something connected with the song.

`No,' answered Varenka with a smile, laying her hand on the music, `no, let's have that one.' And she sang it just as quietly, as coolly, and as well as the others.

When she had finished, they all thanked her again, and went off to tea. Kitty and Varenka went out into the little garden that adjoined the house.

`Am I right, that you have some reminiscences connected with that song?' said Kitty. `Don't tell me,' she added hastily, `only say if I'm right.'

`No, why not? I'll tell you,' said Varenka simply, and, without waiting for a reply, she went on: `Yes, it brings up memories, once painful ones. I cared for someone once, and I used to sing him that song.'

Kitty with big, wide-open eyes gazed silently, sympathetically at Varenka.

`I cared for him, and he cared for me; but his mother was opposed, and he married another girl. He's living now not far from us, and I see him sometimes. You didn't think I had a love story, too,' she said, and there was a faint gleam in her handsome face of that fire which Kitty felt must once have glowed all over her.

`I didn't think so? Why, if I were a man, I could never care for anyone else after knowing you. Only I can't understand how he could, to please his mother, forget you and make you unhappy; he had no heart.'

`Oh, no, he's a very good man, and I'm not unhappy; quite the contrary - I'm very happy. Well, we shan't be singing any more now,' she added, turning toward the house.

`How good you are! How good you are!' cried Kitty, and stopping her, she kissed her. `If I could only be even a little like you!'

`Why should you be like anyone? You're lovely as you are,' said Varenka, smiling her gentle, weary smile.

`No, I'm not lovely at all. Come, tell me... Stop a minute, let's sit down,' said Kitty, making her sit down again beside her. `Tell me, isn't it humiliating to think that a man has disdained your love, that he hasn't cared for it?...'

`But he didn't disdain it; I believe he cared for me, but he was a dutiful son....'

`Yes, but if it hadn't been on account of his mother, if it had been his own doing?...' said Kitty, feeling she was giving away her secret, and that her face, burning with the flush of shame, had betrayed her already.

`In that case he would have done wrong, and I should not have regretted him,' answered Varenka, evidently realizing that they were now talking not of her, but of Kitty.

`But the humiliation,' said Kitty, `the humiliation one can never forget - never!' she said, remembering her look at the last ball during the pause in the music.

`Where is the humiliation? Why, you did nothing wrong?'

`Worse than wrong - shameful.'

Varenka shook her head and laid her hand on Kitty's.

`Why, what's shameful about it?' she said. `You didn't tell a man who didn't care for you, that you loved him, did you?'

`Of course not; I never said a word, but he knew it. No, no, there are looks, there are ways; I can't forget it, if I live a hundred years.'

`Why so? I don't understand. The whole point is whether you love him now or not,' said Varenka, who called everything by its name.

`I hate him; I can't forgive myself.'

`Why, what for?'

`The shame, the humiliation!'

`Oh! if everyone were as sensitive as you are!' said Varenka. `There isn't a girl who hasn't been through the same. And it's all so unimportant.'

`Why, what is important?' said Kitty, looking into her face with inquisitive wonder.

`Oh, there's so much that's important,' said Varenka, smiling.

`Why, what?'

`Oh, so much that's more important,' answered Varenka, not knowing what to say. But at that instant they heard the Princess's voice from the window. `Kitty, it's cold! Either get a shawl, or come indoors.'

`It really is time to go in!' said Varenka, getting up. `I have to go on to Madame Berthe's; she asked me to.'

Kitty held her by the hand, and with passionate curiosity and entreaty her eyes asked her: `What is it, what is this of such importance, that gives you such tranquility? You know, tell me!' But Varenka did not even know what Kitty's eyes were asking her. She merely thought that she had to go to see Madame Berthe too that evening, and to make haste home in time for maman's tea at twelve o'clock. She went indoors, collected her music, and saying good-by to everyone, was about to go.

`Allow me to see you home,' said the colonel.

`Yes, how can you go alone at night like this?' chimed in the Princess. `Anyway, I'll send Parasha.'

Kitty saw that Varenka could hardly restrain a smile at the idea that she needed an escort.

`No, I always go about alone and nothing ever happens to me,' she said, taking her hat. And kissing Kitty once more, without saying what was important, she stepped out courageously with the music under her arm and vanished into the twilight of the summer night, bearing away with her her secret of what was important, and what gave her that calm and dignity so much to be envied.

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