“You know, Vera, I’ve had an extraordinary day.  There were no trams running, of course, and I had to walk all the distance.  When I got there I found Katerina Ivanovna in a terrible way because their Masha—­whom they’ve had for years, you know—­went to a Revolutionary meeting last evening, and was out all night, and she came in this morning and said she wasn’t going to work for them any more, that every one was equal now, and that they must do things for themselves.  Just fancy!  When she’s been with them for years and they’ve been so good to her.  It upset Katerina Ivanovna terribly, because of course they couldn’t get any one else, and there was no food in the house.”

“Perhaps Sacha won’t come back again.”

“Oh, she must! She’s not like that... and we’ve been so good to her. Nu...  Patom, some soldiers came early in the afternoon and they said that some policeman had been firing from Katya’s windows and they must search the flat.  They were very polite—­quite a young student was in charge of them, he was rather like Boris—­and they went all over everything.  They were very polite, but it wasn’t nice seeing them stand there with their rifles in the middle of the dining-room.  Katya offered them some wine.  But they wouldn’t touch it.  They said they had been told not to, and they looked quite angry with her for offering it.  They couldn’t find the policeman anywhere of course, but they told Katya they might have to burn the house down if they didn’t find him.  I think they just said it to amuse themselves.  But Katya believed it, and was in a terrible way and began collecting all her china in the middle of the floor, and then Ivan came in and told her not to be silly.”

“Weren’t you frightened to come home?” asked Vera.

“Ivan wanted to come with me but I wouldn’t let him.  I felt quite brave in the flat, as though I’d face anybody.  And then every step I took outside I got more and more frightened.  It was so strange, so quiet with the trams not running and the shops all shut.  The streets are quite deserted except that in the distance you see crowds, and sometimes there were shots and people running....  Then suddenly I began to run.  I felt as though there were animals in the canals and things crawling about on the ships.  And then, just as I thought I was getting home, I saw a man, dead on the snow....  I’m not going out alone again until it’s over.  I’m so glad I’m back, Vera darling.  We’ll have a lovely evening.”

They both discovered then how hungry they were, and they had an enormous meal.  It was very cosy with the curtains drawn and the wood crackling in the stove and the samovar chuckling.  There was a plateful of chocolates, and Nina ate them all.  She was quite happy now, and sang and danced about as they cleared away most of the supper, leaving the samovar and the bread and the jam and the sausage for Nicholas and Bohun when they came in.