THE GRAND DUCHESSES (left) MARIE: ANASTASIE (right)
I saw a slight man with a pale face, thin lips, shifty eyes, seen under lowered lids, and a nondescript nose. Kerensky gave one the impression of being mal soigné.... He was not tall, but slight in figure, and his head drooped in a curious manner: he wore the blue jacket of an ordinary workman.
Kerensky slowly considered us.
“Are you Madame Anna Virouboff?” he said, addressing Anna.
“Yes,” replied Anna, faintly.
“Well, put on your clothes immediately and be ready to follow me.”
Anna made no answer.
“Why the devil are you in bed?” he demanded, staring at Anna’s invalid déshabillée.
“Because I’m ill,” whimpered Anna, looking more childish than ever.