Eugene Onegin ( without commentary )

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Chapter Seven
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In this exhausting promenade an hour elapses, then another, and in a lane hard by St. Chariton's ? the sleigh-coach at a gate before a house now stops. To an old aunt, for the fourth year ill with consumption, at present they have come. 8 The door is opened wide for them by a bespectacled gray Kalmuk, in torn caftan, a stocking in his hand. There meets them in the drawing room i 2 the cry of the princess on a divan prostrated. The old ladies, weeping, embrace, and exclamations pour: