"Oh, I am not afraid," she said, with innocent trust, leaving her little trembling hand in the prince's.
Pierre, more moved than he was willing to seem, went on:
"The moment has come for you to give me a great proof of your devotion. In a few moments something will happen here which will seem inexplicable to you—an event in which you will play the chief part. What I desire of you is that you will be surprised at nothing, that you will obey me blindly, and not be afraid whatever may happen."
"I don't understand you," murmured the young girl, "but I promise to do all you wish me to do."
Vera's hand was as cold as ice; all the blood had rushed to her heart.
A bell ringing violently and suddenly made her tremble.
The prince had risen from his seat and was listening, but he did not move away.
Yvan, who had not gone to bed, had answered the bell, for the footsteps of several people were heard in the antechamber, where the unexpected visitors were parleying with the servant.
"Remember what I have just told you," Pierre said, rapidly, to Soublaieff's daughter.
And, quickly taking off his coat, he sat on the side of the bed, and leaned toward Vera as if to kiss her.