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soon convinced herself that she was only
tolerated in her home, and this had a great influence
on her character. She became shy and reticent.
So, when taken to the drawing-room, she would
cling with both hands to Njania’s dress, and look
very sullen. It was impossible to squeeze a
word out of her, Njania might try ever so hard.
She kept casting shy glances at the persons
present, just like a hunted deer. At last her mother
would get impatient, and say to Njania,‘Take
her away, I am quite ashamed of her!’
She was also shy with other children, and
seldom had an opportunity of seeing any.
When they were out walking she would
sometimes see school-children romping about, and
ask Njania to allow her to play with them.
‘What are you thinking of?’ the nurse replied;
‘You are a lady, you can’t play with those
common brats!’ And this was said with such
contempt and reproach that Tania felt quite ashamed
of herself. At last she lost all thought or wish
of playing with other children. When a little
girl of her own age happened to come on a visit,
Tania never knew what to say; she only kept
thinking, ‘I wish she would go.’
Her whole happiness was to be alone with
Njania. In the evening, when Fedia was in bed,
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