"I would that I could do even more than that for you," said he, taking her hands.
"You are not a Russian?"
"No. I have learned the language because it may assist me, not becausse I love it," said he bitterly.
"Then you are not a Nihilist?"
"No, only in heart."
"How long were you sent here for?"
"Goodness only knows."
"And for what, pray?"
"For nothing wrong. I am an American, but was foolish enough, supposing I was doing no harm, to bring a letter from New York to St. Petersburg to Prince Mastowix."
"The wretch! I know him well," said she bitterly.