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made up her mind to find the thief, cost what it
might.
Of course, the first suspicion fell on poor
Fekluscha, the nursery-girl. Certainly she had
served in the nursery for three years and nothing
of this kind had ever been noticed; but
according to Njania, this did not prove anything; she
had been too young to know the value of the
objects, ‘but now she is older and knows better,’
Njania would say. ‘She has relations down
there in the village, to whom of course she carries
the stolen goods,’ and she would treat Fekluscha
so severely, that the poor girl, feeling
instinctively that she was suspected, looked as if she
might really be guilty.
Closely as she observed the supposed culprit,
however, Njania could never catch her in the
very act. At the same time fresh objects
disappeared, and the old ones never came back.
One day Aniuta’s money-box was missing, which
had its place in Njania’s cupboard, and contained
about forty rubles, if not more. The news of this
theft at last reached the general’s ears. Njania
was called to her master, who gave her the
peremptory order to find the thief immediately.
Now it was clear to all that the affair had
become serious. Njania was in despair. Then it
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