“And you have it still?”
“Yes — I have it still,” the prince replied.
He had contemplated Aglaya until now, with a pleasant though rather timid smile, but as the last words fell from his lips he began to laugh, and looked at her merrily.
“You are not very modest!” said she.
“But how brave you are!” said he. “You are laughing, and I — that man’s tale impressed me so much, that I dreamt of it afterwards; yes, I dreamt of those five minutes...”
He looked at his listeners again with that same serious, searching expression.
“You are not angry