Fyodor Dostoevsky

moment it was a visage full of supplication, and as gentle in

its expression as that of a smiling, roguish infant.

Stealthily, she drew me apart from the rest as though the more

completely to separate me from them; and, though no harm came

of her doing so--for it was merely a stupid manoeuvre, and no

more--I found the situation very unpleasant.

The General hastened to lend her his support.

"Alexis Ivanovitch," he began, "pray pardon me for having

said what I did just now--for having said more than I meant to

do. I beg and beseech you, I kiss the hem of your garment, as

our Russian saying has it, for you, and only you, can save us.

I and Mlle. de Cominges, we all of us beg of you-- But you

understand, do you not? Surely you understand?" and with his

eyes he indicated Mlle. Blanche. Truly he was cutting a

pitiful figure!

At this moment three low, respectful knocks sounded at the

door; which, on being opened, revealed a chambermaid, with

Potapitch behind her--come from the Grandmother to request

that I should attend her in her rooms. "She is in a bad

humour," added Potapitch.

The time was half-past three.

"My mistress was unable to sleep," explained Potapitch; "so,

after tossing about for a while, she suddenly rose, called

for her chair, and sent me to look for you. She is now in the

verandah."

"Quelle megere!" exclaimed De Griers.

True enough, I found Madame in the hotel verandah -much put

about at my delay, for she had been unable to contain herself

until four o'clock.

"Lift me up," she cried to the bearers, and once more we set

out for the roulette-salons.

XII

The Grandmother was in an impatient, irritable frame of mind.

Without doubt the roulette had turned her head, for she

appeared to be indifferent to everything else, and, in

general, seemed much distraught. For instance, she asked me no

questions about objects en route, except that, when a

sumptuous barouche passed us and raised a cloud of dust, she

lifted her hand for a moment, and inquired, " What was that? "

Yet even then she did not appear to hear my reply, although at

times her abstraction was interrupted by sallies and fits of

sharp, impatient fidgeting. Again, when I pointed out to her

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