“I constantly see you at this door, through which you looked at me with such happiness, thinking that I would see you again—perhaps the very next day. But you were pale and upset, probably by the suffering that should have echoed in me that same evening—you made me tremble too for your health then. I don’t know whom to turn to in order to learn the truth—for the fourth time I am writing to you. Tomorrow will be two weeks since you left, and it’s unclear why you haven’t written me a single word. You know very well that my love for you is restless and tormenting. It isn’t in your noble character to leave me without news of yourself,” wrote to Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin in one of her passionate letters-confessions the woman who loved him—Elizaveta Mikhailovna Khitrovo, daughter of Field Marshal Kutuzov, and mother of the beauty Dolly Fikelmon. The women loved Pushkin, heartfelt dramas unfolded around him—but none of them ever recalled him with unkind words. A well-known Pushkin scholar and literary critic, Leonid Grossman.