was very fond of him, and had grown quite confidential
with him of late. Ptitsin, as was well known, was engaged in the
business of lending out money on good security, and at a good rate of
interest. He was a great friend of Gania's.
After a formal introduction by Gania (who greeted his mother very
shortly, took no notice of his sister, and immediately marched Ptitsin
out of the room), Nina Alexandrovna addressed a few kind words to the
prince and forthwith requested Colia, who had just appeared at the door,
to show him to the "middle room."
Colia was a nice-looking boy. His expression was simple and confiding,
and his manners were very polite and engaging.
"Where's your luggage?" he asked, as he led the prince away to his room.
"I had a bundle; it's in the entrance hall."
"I'll bring it you directly. We only have a cook and one maid, so I have
to help as much as I can. Varia looks after things, generally, and
loses her temper over it. Gania says you have only just arrived from
Switzerland?"
"Yes."
"Is it jolly there?"
"Very."
"Mountains?"
"Yes."
"I'll go and get your bundle."
Here Varvara joined them.
"The maid shall bring your bed-linen directly. Have you a portmanteau?"
"No; a bundle--your brother has just gone to the hall for it."
"There's nothing there except this," said Colia, returning at this
moment. "Where did you put it?"
"Oh! but that's all I have," said the prince, taking it.
"Ah! I thought perhaps Ferdishenko had taken it."
"Don't talk nonsense," said Varia, severely. She seemed put out, and was
only just polite with the prince.
"Oho!" laughed the boy, "you can be nicer than that to ME, you know--I'm
not Ptitsin!"
"You ought to be whipped, Colia, you silly boy. If you want anything"
(to the prince) "please apply to the servant. We dine at half-past four.
You can take your dinner with us, or have it in your room, just as you
please. Come along, Colia, don't disturb the prince."
At the door they met Gania coming in.
"Is father in?" he asked. Colia whispered something in his ear and went
out.
"Just a couple of words, prince, if you'll excuse me. Don't blab over
THERE about what you may see here, or in this house as to all that about
Aglaya and me, you know. Things are not altogether pleasant in this
establishment--devil take it all! You'll see. At all events keep your
tongue to yourself for TODAY."
"I assure you I 'blabbed' a great deal less than you see
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