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"What's theup to her He would have run to her, but reht be spectators, he looked round towards the balcony

door, and reddened a little, as he always reddened, feeling that

he had to be afraid and be on his guard

"No, I' his

outstretched hand tightly "I did not expectthee"

"Mercy! what cold hands!" he said

"You startled

Seryozha; he's out for a walk; they'll come in from this side"

But, in spite of her efforts to be cal, but I couldn't pass the day without

seeing you," he went on, speaking French, as he always did to

avoid using the stiff Russian plural forerously intilad!"

"But you're ill or worried," he went on, not letting go her hands

and bending over her "What were you thinking of?"

"Always the sa," she said, with a smile

She spoke the truth If ever at anyof, she could have answered truly: of the

sa, of her happiness and her unhappiness She was