" Kitty, it's cold! Either get a shawl, or come indoors.

" "It really is time to go in!" said Varenka, getting up.

" I have to go on to Madame Berthe's; she asked me to.

" Kitty held her by the hand, and with passionate curiosity and entreaty her eyes asked her: "What is it, what is this of such importance that gives you such tranquillity? You know, tell me!" But Varenka did not even know what Kitty's eyes were asking her.

She merely thought that she had to go to see Madame Berthe too that evening, and to make haste home in time for _maman's_ tea at twelve o'clock.