\"Oh！Ithoughtyouwereinyourroom，\"shesaid，forsomereasonblushinganddroppinghereyes。
PrinceAndrewlookedsternlyatherandanexpressionofangersuddenlycameoverhisface。Hesaidnothingtoherbutlookedatherforeheadandhair，withoutlookingathereyes，withsuchcontemptthattheFrenchwomanblushedandwentawaywithoutaword。Whenhereachedhissister’sroomhiswifewasalreadyawakeandhermerryvoice，hurryingonewordafteranother，camethroughtheopendoor。
ShewasspeakingasusualinFrench，andasifafterlongself—restraintshewishedtomakeupforlosttime。
\"No，butimaginetheoldCountessZubova，withfalsecurlsandhermouthfulloffalseteeth，asifsheweretryingtocheatoldage……Ha，ha，ha！Mary！\"
ThisverysentenceaboutCountessZubovaandthissamelaughPrinceAndrewhadalreadyheardfromhiswifeinthepresenceofotherssomefivetimes。Heenteredtheroomsoftly。Thelittleprincess，plumpandrosy，wassittinginaneasychairwithherworkinherhands，talkingincessantly，repeatingPetersburgreminiscencesandevenphrases。PrinceAndrewcameup，strokedherhair，andaskedifshefeltrestedaftertheirjourney。Sheansweredhimandcontinuedherchatter。