‘He’ll trust you, will he?’ � grumbled the old princess, and all of a sudden she screeched at the top of her voice, ‘Duniashka!’

‘Maman, I have given you a bell to ring,’ observed Zina�da.

‘Duniashka!’ repeated the old lady.

Byelovzorov took leave; I went away with him. Zina�da did not try to detain me.