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Но сердце не переставало. Напротив, как нарочно, стучало сильней, сильней, сильней... Он не выдержал, медленно протянул руку к колокольчику и позвонил. Через полминуты еще раз позвонил, погромче.
Нет ответа. Звонить зря было нечего, да ему и не к фигуре. Старуха, разумеется, была дома, но она подозрительна и одна. Он отчасти знал ее привычки... и еще раз плотно приложил ухо к двери. Чувства ли его были так изощрены (что вообще трудно предположить), или действительно было очень слышно, но вдруг он различил как бы осторожный шорох рукой у замочной ручки и как бы шелест платья о самую дверь. Кто-то неприметно стоял у самого замка и точно так же, как он здесь, снаружи, прислушивался, притаясь изнутри и, кажется, тоже приложа ухо к двери... But here is the fourth floor, here is the door, here is the apartment opposite; the one empty. On the third floor, by all indications, the apartment that is directly under the old woman is also empty: the business card, nailed to the door with nails, has been removed - they have left! .. He was gasping for breath. For an instant, his thought flashed through his mind: "Should I leave?" But he did not give himself an answer and began to listen to the old woman's apartment: dead silence. Then he listened again down the stairs, listened for a long time, attentively ... Then he looked around for the last time, picked himself up, recovered and once again tried the ax in the loop. "Am I not pale ... very much? - he thought, - am I in particular excitement? She is incredulous ... Shouldn't I wait yet ... until my heart stops? .."
But my heart did not stop. On the contrary, as if on purpose, it knocked harder, harder, harder ... He could not resist, slowly stretched out his hand to the bell and rang. Half a minute later I called again, louder.
No answer. There was nothing to call in vain, and he was not fit. The old woman, of course, was at home, but she is suspicious and alone. He partly knew her habits ... and once again put his ear tightly to the door. Whether his feelings were so sophisticated (which is generally difficult to suppose), or really was very audible, but suddenly he made out a kind of cautious rustle of his hand at the lock handle and a kind of rustle of a dress against the door itself. Someone was standing inconspicuously near the castle itself and, just like he was here, outside, listening, hiding from the inside and, it seems, also putting his ear to the door ...
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