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Дата написания1970-01-01
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As she spoke Serapion covered his face with his hands, and Klea, hastily turning away from him, with a deep sigh returned to her room.

Irene was accustomed when she heard her step to hasten to meet her, but to-day no one came to welcome her, and in their room, which was beginning to be dark as twilight fell, she did not immediately catch sight of her sister, for she was sitting all in a heap in a corner of the room, her face hidden, in her hands and weeping quietly.

"What is the matter?" asked Klea, going tenderly up to the weeping child, over whom she bent, endeavoring to raise her.

"Leave me," said Irene sobbing; she turned away from her sister with an impatient gesture, repelling her caress like a perverse child; and then, when Klea tried to soothe her by affectionately stroking her hair, she sprang up passionately exclaiming through her tears:

"I could not help crying—and, from this hour, I must always have to cry. The Corinthian Lysias spoke to me so kindly after the procession, and you—you don't care about me at all and leave me alone all this time in this nasty dusty hole! I declare I will not endure it any longer, and if you try to keep me shut up, I will run away from this temple, for outside it is all bright and pleasant, and here it is dingy and horrid!"

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A mere nothing in one man's life, to another may be great

A subdued tone generally provokes an equally subdued answer

Air of a professional guide

Before you serve me up so bitter a meal (the truth)

Blind tenderness which knows no reason

By nature she is not and by circumstances is compelled to be

Deceit is deceit

Desire to seek and find a power outside us

Inquisitive eyes are intrusive company

Many a one would rather be feared than remain unheeded

Not yet fairly come to the end of yesterday

The altar where truth is mocked at

Virtues are punished in this world

Who can be freer than he who needs nothing

Who only puts on his armor when he is threatened

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