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lodging； the rest was spent on a hat； ribbons； and such like。 A
few days later the author sent for her； and she went。 He gave her
another 25 roubles； and offered her a separate lodging。
Next door to the lodging rented for her by the author there lived
a jolly young shopman； with whom Katusha soon fell in love。 She
told the author； and moved to a little lodging of her own。 The
shopman； who promised to marry her； went to Nijni on business
without mentioning it to her； having evidently thrown her up； and
Katusha remained alone。 She meant to continue living in the
lodging by herself； but was informed by the police that in this
case she would have to get a license。 She returned to her aunt。
Seeing her fine dress； her hat； and mantle； her aunt no longer
offered her laundry work。 As she understood things； her niece had
risen above that sort of thing。 The question as to whether she
was to become a laundress or not did not occur to Katusha；
either。 She looked with pity at the thin； hard…worked
laundresses； some already in consumption； who stood washing or
ironing with their thin arms in the fearfully hot front room；
which was always full of soapy steam and draughts from the
windows； and thought with horror that she might have shared the
same fate。
Katusha had begun to smoke some time before； and since the young
shopman had thrown her up she was getting more and more into the
habit of drinking。 It was not so much the flavour of wine that
tempted her as the fact that it gave her a chance of forgetting
the misery she suffered； making her feel more unrestrained and
more confident of her own worth； which she was not when quite
sober； without wine she felt sad and ashamed。 Just at this time a
woman came along who offered to place her in one of the largest
establishments in the city； explaining all the advantages and
benefits of the situation。 Katusha had the choice before her of
either going into service or accepting this offerand she chose
the latter。 Besides； it seemed to her as though； in this way； she
could revenge herself on her betrayer and the shopman and all
those who had injured her。 One of the things that tempted her；
and was the cause of her decision； was the woman telling her she
might order her own dressesvelvet； silk； satin； low…necked ball
dresses； anything she liked。 A mental picture of herself in a
bright yellow silk trimmed with black velvet with low neck and
short sleeves conquered her； and she gave up her passport。 On the
same evening the procuress took an isvostchik and drove her to
the notorious house kept by Carolina Albertovna Kitaeva。
From that day a life of chronic sin against human and divine laws
commenced for Katusha Maslova； a life which is led by hundreds of
thousands of women； and which is not merely tolerated but
sanctioned by the Government； anxious for the welfare of its
subjects； a life which for nine women out of ten ends in painful
disease； premature decrepitude； and death。
Katusha Maslova lived this life for seven years。 During these
years she twice changed houses； and had once been to the
hospital。 In the seventh year of this life； when she was
twenty…six years old； happened that for which she was put in
prison and for which she was now being taken to be tried； after
more than three months of confinement with thieves and murderers
in the stifling air of a prison。
CHAPTER III。
NEKHLUDOFF。
When Maslova； wearied out by the long walk； reached the building；
accompanied by two soldiers； Prince Dmitri Ivanovitch Nekhludoff；
who had seduced her； was still lying on his high bedstead； with a
feather bed on the top of the spring mattress； in a fine； clean；
well…ironed linen night shirt； smoking a cigarette； and
considering what he had to do to…day； and what had happened
yesterday。
Recalling the evening he had spent with the Korchagins； a wealthy
and aristocratic family； whose daughter every one expected he
would marry； he sighed； and； throwing away the end of his
cigarette； was going to take another out of the silver case； but；
changing his mind； he resolutely raised his solid frame； and；
putting down his smooth； white legs； stepped into his slippers；
threw his silk dressing gown over his broad shoulders； and passed
into his dressing…room； walking heavily and quickly。 There he
carefully cleaned his teeth； many of which were filled； with
tooth powder； and rinsed his mouth with scented elixir。 After
that he washed his hands with perfumed soap； cleaned his long
nails with particular care； then； from a tap fixed to his marble
washstand； he let a spray of cold water run over his face and
stout neck。 Having finished this part of the business； he went
into a third room； where a shower bath stood ready for him。
Having refreshed his full； white； muscular body； and dried it
with a rough bath sheet； he put on his fine undergarments and his
boots； and sat down before the glass to brush his black beard and
his curly hair； that had begun to get thin above the forehead。
Everything he used； everything belonging to his toilet； his
linen； his clothes； boots； necktie； pin； studs； was of the best
quality； very quiet； simple； durable and costly。
Nekhludoff dressed leisurely； and went into the dining…room。 A
table； which looked very imposing with its four legs carved in
the shape of lions' paws； and a huge side…board to match； stood
in the oblong room； the floor of which had been polished by three
men the day before。 On the table； which was covered with a fine；
starched cloth； stood a silver coffeepot full of aromatic coffee；
a sugar basin； a jug of fresh cream； and a bread basket filled
with fresh rolls； rusks； and biscuits； and beside the plate lay
the last number of the Revue des Deux Mondes； a newspaper； and
several letters。
Nekhludoff was just going to open his letters； when a stout；
middle…aged woman in mourning； a lace cap covering the widening
parting of her hair； glided into the room。 This was Agraphena
Petrovna； formerly lady's maid to Nekhludoff's mother。 Her
mistress had died quite recently in this very house； and she
remained with the son as his housekeeper。 Agraphena Petrovna had
spent nearly ten years； at different times； abroad with
Nekhludoff's mother； and had the appearance and manners of a
lady。 She had lived with the Nekhludoffs from the time she was a
child； and had known Dmitri Ivanovitch at the time when he was
still little Mitinka。
〃Good…morning； Dmitri Ivanovitch。〃
〃Good…morning； Agraphena Petrovna。 What is it you want？〃
Nekhludoff asked。
〃A letter from the princess； either from the mother or the
daughter。 The maid brought it some time ago； and is waiting in my
room；〃 answered Agraphena Petrovna； handing him the letter with a
significant smile。
〃All right！ Directly！〃 said Nekhludoff； taking the letter and
frowning as he noticed Agraphena Petrovna's smile。
That smile meant that the letter was from the younger Princess
Korchagin； whom Agraphena Petrovna expected him to marry。 This
supposition of hers annoyed Nekhludoff。
〃Then I'll tell her to wait？〃 and Agraphena Petrovna took a crumb
brush which was not in its place； put it away； and sailed out of
the room。
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