"Not mine, perhaps, but round Iakov's."
"It makes you envious."
"Hum! do you want me to speak frankly?"
"Speak."
"Have yon broken off with Vassili?"
"I don't know," she replied, after a silence. "I am vexed with him."
"Why?"
"He beat me."
"Really? And you let him?"
Serejka could not understand it. He tried to catch a glimpse of Malva's face, and made an ironical grimace.