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　　"Now about your family. Do you know that since your daughter came out everyone has been enraptured by her? They say she is amazingly beautiful."
　　The prince bowed to signify his respect and gratitude.
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　　And she smiled her ecstatic smile.
　　"I can't help it," said the prince. "Lavater would have said I lack the bump of paternity."
　　"Don't joke; I mean to have a serious talk with you. Do you know I am dissatisfied with your younger son? Between ourselves" (and her face assumed its melancholy expression), "he was mentioned at Her Majesty's and you were pitied...."
　　The prince answered nothing, but she looked at him significantly, awaiting a reply. He frowned.
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　　"And why are children born to such men as you? If you were not a father there would be nothing I could reproach you with," said Anna Pavlovna, looking up pensively.
　　"I am your faithful slave and to you alone I can confess that my children are the bane of my life. It is the cross I have to bear. That is how I explain it to myself. It can't be helped!"
　　He said no more, but expressed his resignation to cruel fate by a gesture. Anna Pavlovna meditated.