And I
absolutely don't need that," she thought sadly. "It's possible to
live just so. There are others, now, living on maintenance. And,
they say, far better than if they had twirled around an altar.
What's so bad about that? Peaceful, quiet, genteel ... I'd darn
socks for him, wash floors, cook ... the plainer dishes. Of
course, he'll be in line to get married to a rich girl some time.
Well, now, to be sure, he wouldn't throw me out in the street just
so, mother-naked. Although he's a little simpleton, and chatters a
lot, still it's easy to tell he's a decent man. He'll provide for
me with something, somehow. And, perhaps, he'll get to like me,
will get used to me? I'm a simple girl, modest, and would never
consent to be false to him. For, they say, things do fall out that
way ... Only I mustn't let him see anything. But that he'll come
again into my bed, and will come this very night--that's as sure
as God is holy."
And Lichonin also fell into thought, grew quiet and sad; he was
already feeling the weight of a great deed which he had undertaken
beyond his powers.
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