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Yazar: Fyodor Dostoevsky

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"Ich danke," said the latter, and softly, with a rustle of silk
she sank into the chair. Her light blue dress trimmed with white
lace floated about the table like an air-balloon and filled
almost half the room. She smelt of scent. But she was obviously
embarrassed at filling half the room and smelling so strongly of
scent; and though her smile was impudent as well as cringing, it
betrayed evident uneasiness.

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