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bien, eh bien, mon gar?on.... What a turbulent beast!" The horse

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d aside. The rider did not lose control, gripped the horse with his knees, gave him a lash on t

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urned the rider,-"I will n

d timidly touched the quivering nostrils of Orland

a Dmítrievna,-"and now,

ard. A minute later, he ran in through the door of the anteroom into the drawing-room, flourishing his whip; at the same moment, on the