ecame confused and uttered in a quick whisper:

"Faites attention, baronne, que dans sa position cette demoiselle est
instruite."[13]

[13] "Pay attention, baroness, the girl is rather educated for one of
her position."

"Figurez-vous, que moi, j'ai aussi remarque cet etrange visage. Comme
si je l'ai deja vu ... est-ce en reve? ... en demi-delire? Ou dans sa
petite enfance?"[14]

[14] "Just imagine, I, too, have remarked this strange face. But where
have I seen it ... was it in a dream? ... in semi-delirium? Or in her
early infancy?"

"Ne vous donnez pas la peine de chercher dans vos souvenirs, baronne,"
Tamara suddenly interposed insolently. "Je puis de suite vous venir
aide. Rappelez-vous seulement Kharkoff, et la chambre d'hotel de
Koniakine, l'entrepreneur Solovieitschik, et le tenor di grazzia ... A
ce moment vous n'etiez pas encore m-me la baronne de ... [15] However,
let's drop the French tongue ... You were a common chorus girl and
served together with me."

[15] "Don't trouble to strain your memory, baroness. I will come to
your aid at once. Just recall Kharkov, a room in Koniakine's hotel, the
theatrical manager, Solovieitschik, and a certain lyrical tenor ... At
that time you were not yet baroness de ..."

"Mais, dites-moi, au nom de dieu, comment vous trouvez vous ici,
Mademoiselle Marguerite."[16]

[16] "But tell me, in God's name, how you have come to be here,
Mademoiselle Marguerite?"

"Oh, they ask us about that every day. I just up and came to be here
..."

And with an inimitable cynicism she asked:

"I trust you will pay for the time which we have passed with you?"

"No, may the devil take you!" suddenly shouted out Little White Manka,
quickly getting up from the rug.

And suddenly, pulling two gold pieces out of her stocking, she flung
them upon the table.

"There, you! .. I'm giving you that for a cab. Go away right now,
otherwise I'll break up all the mirrors and bottles here..."

Rovinskaya got up and said with sincere, warm tears in her eyes:

"Of course, we'll go away, and the lesson of Mlle. Marguerite will
prove of benefit to us. Your time will be paid for--take care of it,
Volodya. Still, you sang so much for us, that you must allow me to sing
for you as well."

Rovinskaya went up to the piano, took a few chords, and suddenly began
to sing the splendid ballad of Dargomyzhsky:

"We parted then with pride--
Neither with sighs nor words
Proffe