"No, I'm saying it just so, if anything happens ... Take it, now,
take the money! Maybe they'll take me off to the hospital ... And
how do you know what's going to take place there? I left myself
some small change, if anything happens ... And supposing that I
wanted to do something to myself in downright earnest, Tamarochka
--is it possible that you'd interfere with me?"
Tamara looked at her fixedly, deeply, and calmly. Jennie's eyes
were sad, and as though vacant. The living fire had become
extinguished in them, and they seemed turbid, just as though
faded, with whites like moonstone.
"No," Tamara said at last, quietly but firmly. "If it was on
account of love, I'd interfere; if it was on account of money, I'd
talk you out of it: but there are cases where one must not
interfere. I wouldn't help, of course; but I also wouldn't seize
you and interfere with you."
At this moment the quick-limbed housekeeper Zociya whirled through
the corridor with an outcry:
"Ladies, get dressed! The doctor has arrived ... Ladies, get
dressed! ... Lively, ladies! .
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