bit; why, you left us, if my memory does not deceive me, in October or November, I believe."
I left T——— at the beginning of September, the twelfth of September; I remember it very well."
"In September, was it? H'm! . . . what was I thinking about?" cried Pavel Pavlovitch, much surprised. "Well, if that s so, let me see: you went away on the twelfth of September, and Liza was born on the eighth of May, so—September—October—November—December—January—February- March—April—a little over eight months! And if you only knew how my poor wife . . ."
"Show me . . . call her . . ." Velchaninov faltered in a breaking voice.
"Certainly!" said Pavel Pavlovitch fussily, at once breaking off what he was saying, as though it were of no consequence. "Directly, directly, I'll introduce her!"
And he went hurriedly into the other room to Liza.
Fully three or perhaps four minutes passed; there was a hurried, rapid whispering in the room, and he just caught the sound of Liza's voice. "She's begging not to be brought in," thought Velchaninov. At last they came out.
"You see, she's all confusion,” said Pavel Pavlovitch; "she's so shy, and so proud . . . the image of my poor wife!"
Liza came in, looking down and no longer tearful; her father was holding her hand. She was a tall, slim, very pretty little girl. She raised her big blue eyes to glance with curiosity at the visitor, looked at him sullenly, and dropped them again at once. Her eyes were full of that gravity one sees in children, when they are left alone with a stranger and, retreating into a comer, look out solemnly and mistrustfully at the unfamiliar visitor; but she had, perhaps, some other thought, by no means childish, in her mind—so Velchaninov fancied.
Her father led her straight up to him.
"This is an uncle mother used to know long ago; he was our friend. Don’t be shy, hold out your hand."
The child bent forward a little, and timidly held out her hand.
"Natalya Vassilyevna would not have her trained to curtsey, but taught her to make a little bow, and hold out her hand in the English fashion," he added by way of explanation to Velchaninov, watching him intently.
Velchaninov knew that he was being watched, but had quite
