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gambling table, and staked one sovereign after
another, her eyes sparkling, her face flushed, and
her hair in disorder. After having lost her last
coin, she turned round, and exclaimed to her
followers: “Eh bien, messieurs, je suis vidée!
Rien ne va plus!—Come, let us drown our grief
in champagne.”
‘There, you see what becomes of ladies who
take up pen and ink!’
So, naturally, Aniuta was not impatient to
tell her father of her literary success. But the
mystery of it lent a peculiar charm to her début
in her new career, and we can imagine the
delight of the two sisters when, some weeks
later,the Epocha published the story, ‘The Dream,’
by Zuri Orbjolof (the pseudonym Aniuta had
chosen).
The heroine of the story is a young girl like
herself, educated under similar circumstances and
surroundings; the hero, a young student of the
modern type, whom she meets one evening, and
who leaves a deep impression on her mind.
However, prejudice and conventionality prevent
her from betraying her feelings. The young man
goes away. Some time after he appears to her
in a dream, holding out before her beautiful
images of a happy future, in which she sees
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