Vera. Have you forgotten you were hungry?
Adr. Come, Sasha.
[They go out, right, with Vera, as Vetrova and princess Sophie Travinski appear at street door. She wears a long gray ulster marked with a red cross, and a plain, drooping hat with veil]
Sophie. Thank you, sir. I might have missed the house.
Vet. [As they enter] Bless you, no! There's not a child in the village out of its cradle that couldn't tell you where the Shepherd lives.
Soph. [Looking about the room] And he lives here?
Vet. As I've told you, lady,—with me, old Vetrova. Ten years since he came in at that door to be a son to me and Catherine.
Soph. He has lived here ten years?
Vet. Not all of that, for he is often called away. But he always comes back. 'Tis never too far to come back. [Draws up the large chair] Will you sit here, madam?
Soph. You have a granddaughter? [Sitting]