First Love by Ivan Sergeyevich Turgenev Chapter 16 Page 5

I looked at Zina�da, and at that instant she seemed to me so much above all of us, there was such bright intelligence, and such power about her unruffled brows, that I thought: ‘You are that queen!’

‘They all throng about her,’ Zina�da went on, ‘and all lavish the most flattering speeches upon her.’

‘And she likes flattery?’ Lushin queried.

‘What an intolerable person! he keeps interrupting � who doesn’t like flattery?’

‘One more last question,’ observed Malevsky, ‘has the queen a husband?’

‘I hadn’t thought about that. No, why should she have a husband?’