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about their feelings. Besides, they were not
allowed to mix with the servants, so she might
perhaps even be commended for her conduct,
and she felt instinctively, that she would not
like to be praised for this. After tea, when the
children were to go to bed, the idea struck her
that she might go and see Maria Vasiljevna,
instead of going straight to her bedroom. This
was a great sacrifice on her part, for she would
be obliged to run through the long dark passage
quite alone. But a desperate courage came over
her. She ran as fast as she could, and like a
hurricane came rushing into Maria’s room.
Maria Vasiljevna had had her supper, and as
it was a holiday, she was not at work, but was
sitting at her table, which was covered with a
clean white cloth, reading a religious book. A
lamp was burning in front of the Saint, and
Tania thought the room was so bright and
comfortable, and Maria herself looked so gentle.
‘I am coming to say good night, dearest
Maria!’ Tania burst out breathlessly, but before
she had finished, Maria Vasiljevna clasped her
in her arms, and covered her with kisses, and she
went on caressing her till Tania got quite
frightened, and began to think how she might
escape without wounding Maria’s feelings again.
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