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to think that she would be relieved of her
governess’s yoke. ‘It serves me quite right, now she
is going to leave me alone, I am so sorry; I would
give ever so much to make her stay,’ she says to
herself, and cannot tear herself away.
At last the governess gets into the carriage,
and Tania hurries up stairs to the corner-room,
from whence she has a view down the long
avenue of birches, which leads from the manor
to the high-road. She presses her face against
the window, and her eyes follow the carriage till
it is out of sight. The feeling of her own
guilt hurts her. ‘She loved me, she would have
stayed if she had known that I was fond of her
too. Nobody cares for me now, nobody!’ she
thinks, and her tears begin streaming afresh.
‘Are you crying for Malvina?’ her brother asks,
as he runs past her, and looks surprised and
incredulous. ‘Leave her alone, Fedia, she is quite
right,’ she hears one of her aunts say; it is her
father’s sister, whom none of the children like,
because they think she is false. Tania does not
care to be comforted by her, and impatiently
shaking off the hand with which her aunt is
gently patting her shoulder, she rushes to the
school-room, but seeing it empty she bursts into
a fresh fit of tears. At last she finds a little
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