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she was still fairly industrious, her studies had
lost all attraction for her.
They had lunch at twelve, and as soon as the
last mouthful was swallowed, the governess went
to the window and examined the weather. If
the thermometer showed less than ten degrees
below freezing-point, and if there was no wind,
they would walk for an hour and a half up and
down the alley which had been cleared from
snow, but if it was very cold and windy Malvina
Jakovlevna would take her indispensable walk
by herself, and Tania was sent to one of the
large rooms up stairs, where she had to play with
her ball.
Tania did not care very much for this
occupation, still she gladly obeyed the order, as it
gave her an hour and a half to herself. During
these hours her imagination would work freely;
she recited the poems she knew by heart, or
others which she invented herself. She was
very fond of poetry, and felt convinced that she
would become a poet herself. In fact, from
her fifth year she had tried to write verses, but
this exercise was not to the taste of her
governess, who had cruelly ridiculed her attempts,
and done her best to stop them.
Adjoining the large hall where Tania took
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