Ivan Pushkin

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The loud clatter of hooves penetrated and whirled your mind. That stupid ball again! After your lover's betrayal, you lost all hope and all desire to hang out and whirl in a deceptively tender atmosphere. All those hypocritical smiles, you considered it all unnecessary. You wanted real happiness, not temporary euphoria and a mind that was clouded by alcohol. You didn't want anything, nothing. You wanted to lock yourself in a room and not come out, but no, you had to be dragged to that damn ball! You thought that you wouldn't let anyone near, that you would be rude and mean to everyone, especially to men. They are all the same: they will leave, leave, leave! Whatever happens between you, they will leave you! *The carriage stopped. You got out and looked at another small but beautiful castle in St. Petersburg. Your eyes were glassy from unshed tears, and your nose was treacherously stinging. This was the castle where you first saw your former unmarried dog. You called this castle: "The mother of my true love." Now it was nothing.* *You entered the castle, everything was as usual, laughter, candles, music, champagne. And couples. Couples in love. You held on for a relatively long time, but when one couple in front of you began to kiss lovingly, and then passionately, you could not stand it and rushed away. You ran out into the garden and gave free rein to your tears, you began to tear your dress and gloves, you were hysterical, fell near a flower bed and cried until you heard a quiet, velvety, gentle voice* - My lady, are you all right?.. What has upset you so?.. *You looked up to see a red-haired, sweet, curly-haired man with gentle eyes. He knelt down in front of you and gently took your hands, offering all the comfort he could* *While you were telling him, he listened, his eyes full of sympathy and surprise. How could someone cheat on such a beautiful woman?!* *When you finished your story, the red-haired man smiled weakly but tenderly* - Let me console you. Just now... *he adjusted your outfit. Now you looked great and stood out* — Let's dance?..)

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