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Chapter Two
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Her sister was called Tatiana.13

For the first time a novel's tender pages 4 with such a name we willfully shall grace. What of it? It is pleasing, sonorous, but from it, I know, is inseparable the memory of ancientry 8 or housemaids' quarters. We must all admit that we have very little taste even in our names

(to say nothing of verses); 12 enlightenment does not suit us, and what we have derived from it is affectation-nothing more.