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Chapter Three
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The ache of love chases Tatiana, and to the garden she repairs to brood, and all at once her moveless eyes she lowers 4 and is too indolent farther to step5 her bosom has risen, her cheeks are covered with an instant flame, her breath has died upon her lips, 8 and there's a singing in her ears, a flashing before her eyes. Night comes; the moon patrols the distant vault of heaven, and in the gloam of trees the nightingale 12 intones sonorous chants. Tatiana in the darkness does not sleep and in low tones talks with her nurse.