.. A ce moment vous n'etiez pas encore m-me la baronne
de ... [Footnote: "Don't trouble to strain your memory, baroness.
I will come to your aid at once. Just recall Kharkov, a room in
Koniakine's hotel, the theatrical manager, Solovieitschik, and a
certain lyrical tenor ... At that time you were not yet baroness
de ..."] However, let's drop the French tongue ... You were a
common chorus girl and served together with me."
"Mais, dites-moi, au nom de dieu, comment vous trouvez vous ici,
Mademoiselle Marguerite." [Footnote: "But tell me, in God's name,
how you have come to be here, Mademoiselle Marguerite?"]
"Oh, they ask us about that every day. I just up and came to be
here ..."
And with an inimitable cynicism she asked:
"I trust you will pay for the time which we have passed with you?"
"No, may the devil take you!" suddenly shouted out Little White
Manka, quickly getting up from the rug.
And suddenly, pulling two gold pieces out of her stocking, she
flung them upon the table.
"There, you! .. I'm giving you that for a cab. Go away right now,
otherwise I'll break up all the mirrors and bottles here.
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