"Where are your ones and your noughts? Show me."
"I haven't yet had any such thing," said Sasha with an injured look.
"No, you're fibbing," asserted Liudmilla. "I'm sure you get noughts. You must have hidden them."
Sasha smiled.
"I'm sure you're bored with Latin and Greek," said Liudmilla.
"No," answered Sasha, but it was evident that the mere conversation about school-books would bring upon him their habitual tediousness. "It is a little boring to learn mechanically," he admitted. "But I have a good memory. I only like solving problems—that I like."
"Come to me to-morrow after lunch," said Liudmilla.
"Thank you, I will," said Sasha blushing.
He felt very happy that Liudmilla had invited him. Liudmilla asked:
"Do you know where I live? Will you come there?"