the authorities with such a proposition. They wouldn't hear of it. It might lead to considerable unpleasantness. No, it can't be done at all. Apply to the controller, if you so desire."
But Aglaya could not make up her mind to go to the authorities.
IX.
One day Aglaya received a visit from a young man, whose hair was combed back with very shiny smoothness. He made an extremely galiant curtsey. He introduced himself thus:
"I represent the firm of Strigal and Co. A first-class store at the very smartest centre of aristocratic shopping in the West End. We have a huge quantity of clients in the best and highest society."
With a view to all emergencies, Aglaya made eyes at the representative of the illustrious firm. With a languid gesture of her plump arm she invited him to take a chair. She sat with her back to the light. Leaning her head on one side, she made ready to listen.
The young man with the shinily combed hair continued:
"We have been informed that your husband has vouchsafed to display originality in his choice
