"Le Roi de Prusse?" Hippolyte said interrogatively, again laughing, and then calmly and seriously sat back in his chair. Anna Pavlovna waited for him to go on, but as he seemed quite decided to say no more she began to tell of how at Potsdam the impious Bonaparte had stolen the sword of Frederick the Great.

"Mais, ma bonne amie," said Prince Andrew, "vous devriez au contraire m`etre reconnaissante de ce que j`explique a Pierre votre intimite avec ce jeune homme."*