"You startled me," she said.

" I'm alone, and expecting Seryozha; he's out for a walk; they'll come in from this side.

" But, in spite of her efforts to be calm, her lips were quivering.

"Forgive me for coming, but I couldn't pass the day without seeing you," he went on, speaking French, as he always did to avoid using the stiff Russian plural form, so impossibly frigid between them, and the dangerously intimate singular.