BOOK ONE: 1805
14. CHAPTER XIV
 (continued)
"Well, now you've done what you wanted," put in Nicholas- "said
 unpleasant things to everyone and upset them. Let's go to the
 nursery." 
All four, like a flock of scared birds, got up and left the room. 
"The unpleasant things were said to me," remarked Vera, "I said none
 to anyone." 
"Madame de Genlis! Madame de Genlis!" shouted laughing voices
 through the door. 
The handsome Vera, who produced such an irritating and unpleasant
 effect on everyone, smiled and, evidently unmoved by what had been
 said to her, went to the looking glass and arranged her hair and
 scarf. Looking at her own handsome face she seemed to become still
 colder and calmer. 
In the drawing room the conversation was still going on. 
"Ah, my dear," said the countess, "my life is not all roses
 either. Don't I know that at the rate we are living our means won't
 last long? It's all the Club and his easygoing nature. Even in the
 country do we get any rest? Theatricals, hunting, and heaven knows
 what besides! But don't let's talk about me; tell me how you managed
 everything. I often wonder at you, Annette- how at your age you can
 rush off alone in a carriage to Moscow, to Petersburg, to those
 ministers and great people, and know how to deal with them all! It's
 quite astonishing. How did you get things settled? I couldn't possibly
 do it." 
"Ah, my love," answered Anna Mikhaylovna, "God grant you never
 know what it is to be left a widow without means and with a son you
 love to distraction! One learns many things then," she added with a
 certain pride. "That lawsuit taught me much. When I want to see one of
 those big people I write a note: 'Princess So-and-So desires an
 interview with So and-So,' and then I take a cab and go myself two,
 three, or four times- till I get what I want. I don't mind what they
 think of me." 
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