‘But I can get more. I will borrow. I will ask mamma.... No, I won’t ask mamma for any.... But I can sell my watch.... I have earrings, too, and two bracelets... and lace.’
‘Money’s not the chief difficulty, Elena; the passport; your passport, how about that?’
‘Yes, how about it? Is a passport absolutely necessary?’
‘Absolutely.’
Elena laughed. ‘What a queer idea! I remember when I was little... a maid of ours ran away. She was caught, and forgiven, and lived with us a long while... but still every one used to call her Tatyana, the runaway. I never thought then that I too might perhaps be a runaway like her.’
‘Elena, aren’t you ashamed?’
‘Why? Of course it’s better to go with a passport. But if we can’t——’
‘We will settle all that later, later, wait a little,’ said Insarov. ‘Let me look about; let me think a little. We will talk over everything together thoroughly. I too have money.’
Elena pushed back the hair that fell over on his forehead.
‘O Dmitri! how glorious it will be for us two to set off together!’