"Why have you shut the door?" asked Kuzma Vassilyevitch.
Colibri put her fingers to her lips.
"Emilie ... not want ... not want her."
Kuzma Vassilyevitch grinned.
"I say, you are not jealous, are you?"
Colibri raised her eyebrows.
"What?"
"Jealous ... angry," Kuzma Vassilyevitch explained.
"Oh, yes!"
"Really! Much obliged.... I say, how old are you?"