but a sort of white radiance of anger ran over her like summer lightning. \"Ah,\" she exclaimed, in a shrill voice that the young man had never heard, \"who is ridiculous enough to send me a bouquet? Why a bouquet? And why tonight of all nights? I am not going to a ball; I am not a girl engaged to be married. But some people are always ridiculous.\"
She turned back to the door, opened it, and called out: \"Nastasia!\"
The ubiquitous handmaiden promptly appeared,
but a sort of white radiance of anger ran over her like summer lightning. \"Ah,\" she exclaimed, in a shrill voice that the young man had never heard, \"who is ridiculous enough to send me a bouquet? Why a bouquet? And why tonight of all nights? I am not going to a ball; I am not a girl engaged to be married. But some people are always ridiculous.\"
She turned back to the door, opened it, and called out: \"Nastasia!\"
The ubiquitous handmaiden promptly appeared,
