Before Betsy had time to walk out of the drawing-room, she was met in the doorway by Stepan Arkadyevitch, who had just come from Yeliseev's, where a consignment of fresh oysters had been received."Ah! princess! what a delightful meeting!" he began. "I've been to see you.""A meeting for one minute, for I'm going," said Betsy, smiling and putting o
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