“No, I’m not married!” replied the prince, smiling at the ingenuousness of this little feeler.
“Oh, you needn’t laugh! These things do happen, you know!
Now then — why didn’t you come to us? We have a wing quite empty. But just as you like, of course. Do you lease it from him? — this fellow, I mean,” she added, nodding towards Lebedeff. “And why does he always wriggle so?”
At that moment Vera, carrying the baby in her arms as usual, came out of the house, on to the terrace. Lebedeff kept fidgeting among the chairs, and did not seem to know what to do with himself, though he had no intention of going away. He no sooner caught sight of his daughter, than he