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received such a question from the mouth of a
pretty young girl without putting into his answer
a little gallantry or a tinge of irony. But in this
case the man was equal to the situation—so far
Aniuta had not been mistaken in her choice—
and he answered very seriously and coolly, that
he did not feel in the least disposed to accept
this proposal.
And what about the young girls? You think,
perhaps, they felt humiliated by this refusal? By
no means. Their feminine pride had nothing
whatever to do with this affair, there had been
no idea of pleasing the young man. They
received his refusal as calmly as anybody would
have received the answer of some one whom he
had asked to be his travelling companion, and
who had replied ‘no’ instead of ‘yes.’
The three young ladies rose and took leave; the
professor shook hands with them at the door, and
they did not see each other again for many years.
They had not the slightest fear that he would
ever abuse their trust, for they knew that he
belonged to the sacred alliance, whose members
could not think of betraying each other. About
fifteen years later, when Sonia Kovalevsky
stood at the height of her fame, she one day, at
a party in St Petersburg, met this man, and
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