Petya...together with the diminished but still quite large crowd, stood before the palace, looking through the palace windows while the sovereign dined, expecting something further, and equally envious both of the dignitaries who drove up to the entrance, to the sovereign's dinner, and of the palace footmen who served at the table and flitted past the windows. -- p. 675 in P/V
Lynn Waskelis
from page 93-94, Volume 2 of original text
collage
made 3/10/11
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation page 673-675
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