they noticed. But why speak of this? I remember nothing. That's
"No, it is not finished; I wish to redeem my sin."
"There's nothing to redeem. What's been has been and is passed,"
she said; and, what he never expected, she looked at him and
smiled in an unpleasantly luring, yet piteous, manner.
Maslova never expected to see him again, and certainly not here
and not now; therefore, when she first recognised him, she could
not keep back the memories which she never wished to revive. In