presence that had this effect on Nekhludoff. The mere thought

that Katusha existed (and for her that Nekhludoff existed) had

When he received an unpleasant letter from his mother, or could

not get on with his essay, or felt the unreasoning sadness that

young people are often subject to, he had only to remember

Katusha and that he should see her, and it all vanished. Katusha

had much work to do in the house, but she managed to get a little

leisure for reading, and Nekhludoff gave her Dostoievsky and