.. Watch out, you damned things--I'll show you...
You'll see yet... Ooh-ooh, you man-eaters..."
But when the lights had been lit, and the junior housekeeper,
Zociya, knocked on her door with the words: "Miss, get dressed!
... Into the drawing room!" she rapidly washed herself, dressed,
put some powder on the bruise, smeared the scratch over with CREME
DE SIMON and pink powder, and went out into the drawing room,
pitiful but proud; beaten-up, but her eyes flaming with an
unbearable wrathfulness and a beauty not human.
Many people, who have happened to see suicides a few hours before
their horrible death, say that in their visages in those fateful
hours before death they have noticed some enigmatic, mysterious,
incomprehensible allurement. And all who saw Jennka on this night,
and on the next day for a few hours, for long, intently and in
wonder, kept their gaze upon her.
And strangest of all (this was one of the sombre wiles of fate)
was the fact that the indirect culprit of her death, the last
grain of sand which draws down the pan of the scales, appeared
none other than the dear, most kind, military cadet Kolya
Gladishev.
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