Tikhon, half asleep, heard him pacing angrily about and snorting.

The old prince felt as though he had been insulted through his daughter.

The insult was the more pointed because it concerned not himself but another, his daughter, whom he loved more than himself.

He kept telling himself that he would consider the whole matter and decide what was right and how he should act, but instead of that he only excited himself more and more.

"The first man that turns up--she forgets her father and everything else, runs upstairs and does up her hair and wags her tail and is unlike herself! Glad to throw her father over! And she knew I should notice it.