"Marya Dmitrievna?" came her voice from there.
"Herself," came the answer in a rough voice, and Marya Dmitrievna entered the room.
All the unmarried ladies and even the married ones except the very oldest rose.
Marya Dmitrievna paused at the door.
Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.
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