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Chapter 11

           Itdependsonwhatyouhear;hammeringandknocking—that’sbad;butasoundofshiftinggrainisgoodandonesometimeshearsthat,too.”

           “Mamma,telluswhathappenedtoyouinthebarn.”

           PelagéyaDanílovnasmiled.

           “Oh,I’veforgotten...”shereplied.“Butnoneofyouwouldgo?”

           “Yes,Iwill;PelagéyaDanílovna,letme!I’llgo,”saidSónya.

           “Well,whynot,ifyou’renotafraid?”

           “LouisaIvánovna,mayI?”askedSónya.

           Whethertheywereplayingtheringandstringgameortherublegameortalkingasnow,NicholasdidnotleaveSónya’sside,andgazedatherwithquiteneweyes.Itseemedtohimthatitwasonlytoday,thankstothatburnt-corkmustache,thathehadfullylearnedtoknowher.Andreally,thatevening,Sónyawasbrighter,moreanimated,andprettierthanNicholashadeverseenherbefore.

           “Sothat’swhatsheislike;whatafoolIhavebeen!”hethoughtgazingathersparklingeyes,andunderthemustacheahappyrapturoussmiledimpledhercheeks,asmilehehadneverseenbefore.

           “I’mnotafraidofanything,”saidSónya.“MayIgoatonce?”Shegotup.

           Theytoldherwherethebarnwasandhowsheshouldstandandlisten,andtheyhandedherafurcloak.ShethrewthisoverherheadandshouldersandglancedatNicholas.

           “Whatadarlingthatgirlis!”thoughthe.“AndwhathaveIbeenthinkingoftillnow?”

           Sónyawentoutintothepassagetogotothebarn.Nicholaswenthastilytothefrontporch,sayinghefelttoohot.Thecrowdofpeoplereallyhadmadethehousestuffy.

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