"We have plenty of time, my dear. Sit down, take the first volume, and read to me."
The companion took the book and read a few lines.
"Louder," said the Countess. "What is the matter with you? Have you a cold? Wait a moment; bring me that stool. A little closer; that will do."
Lisaveta read two pages of the book.
"Throw that stupid book away," said the Countess. "What nonsense! Send it back to Prince Paul, and tell him I am much obliged to him; and the carriage, is it never coming?
"Here it is," replied Lisaveta, going to the window.
"And now you are not dressed. Why do you always keep 'me waiting? It is intolerable."
Lisaveta ran to her room. She had scarcely been there two minutes when the Countess rang with all her might. Her maids rushed in at one door and her valet at the other.
"You do not seem to hear me when I ring," she cried. "Go and tell Lisaveta that I am waiting for her."