Chapter 17

(Màryaenters, in her best clothes.)

(Màryaenters, in her best clothes.)

(Màryaenters, in her best clothes.)

Màrya.Come along, sister! Do you know how I got leave?

Matryòna.How?

Màrya.Said I wanted to go to vespers! (They burst out laughing; and exeunt.)


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