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and without waiting for my answer she went on : `` It 's a very good thing you are here . I am going to-night to Petersburg for a short time . You 'll let me go , wo n't you ? '' At midnight I went with her to the station . She embraced me affectionately , probably feeling grateful to me for not asking unnecessary questions , and she promised to write to me , and I held her hands a long time , and kissed them , hardly able to restrain my tears and not uttering a word . And when she had gone I stood watching the retreating lights , caressing her in imagination and softly murmuring : `` My darling Masha , glorious Masha ... '' I spent the night at Karpovna 's , and next morning I was at work with Radish , re-covering the furniture of a rich merchant who was marrying his daughter to a doctor . My sister came after dinner on Sunday and had tea with me .