not have achieved much success if not for the brilliant commercial operation that made pavel sergevich stakhovsky the title, money, money , money, breed, money, no less, at first it belonged to the sbambush old woman of the prince not of troitsk, well, finally, she died, but in order to somehow annoy her many. she bequeathed everything movable and immovable as an heir to a poor beggar visitor, so she was deceived by fear, and the unfortunate woman was so naive, she simply tortured her plunderer with frantic gratitude, at first he didn’t even understand, he just decided that he had gone crazy, and then suddenly fell in love with his same sacrifice, can you imagine? you might think that he took possession of the heiress by cunning, no, there was no calculation in this marriage, the rest of the estate was already stagnant. he really loved her, i had never met a happy marriage, i met him 20 years ago, when his wife was dying, i have never met worse despair, and are you sure that in the city they know this story, yes, of course, everyone knows, but they told me , because we were sure that you knew eve