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"Yes," said Alexey Alexandrovitch, and getting up, he folded his

hands and cracked his fingers. "I've come to bring you some

money, too, for nightingales, we know, can't live on fairy

tales," he said. "You want it, I expect?"

"No, I don't ... yes, I do," she said, not looking at him, and

crimsoning to the roots of her hair. "But you'll come back here

after the races, I suppose?"

"Oh, yes!" answered Alexey Alexandrovitch. "And here's the glory

of Peterhof, Princess Tverskaya," he added, looking out of the

window at the elegant English carriage with the tiny seats placed

extremely high. "What elegance! Charming! Well, let us be

starting too, then."

Princess Tverskaya did not get out of her carriage, but her

groom, in high boots, a cape, and black hat, darted out at the

entrance.

"I'm going; good-bye!" said Anna, and kissing her son, she went

up to Alexey Alexandrovitch and held out her hand to him. "It was

ever so nice of you to come."

Alexey Alexandrovitch kissed her hand.