“Yes⁠—yes⁠—yes! Run away from home!” she repeated, in a transport of rage. “I won’t, I won’t be made to blush every minute by them all! I don’t want to blush before Prince S⁠⸺ or Evgenie Pavlovitch, or anyone, and therefore I have chosen you. I shall tell you everything, everything , even the most important things of all, whenever I like, and you are to hide nothing from me on your side. I want to speak to at least one