A minute later Sonya came in with a frightened, guilty, and scared look.

Nicholas went up to her and kissed her hand.

This was the first time since his return that they had talked alone and about their love.

"Sophie," he began, timidly at first and then more and more boldly, "if you wish to refuse one who is not only a brilliant and advantageous match but a splendid, noble fellow... he is my friend..." Sonya interrupted him.