The Princess Zosjeken

The princely title had very little effect on me. Certainly, the princess Zosjeken could not be a rich woman. The lodge she had taken was so dilapidated and small and low-pitched that people even moderately well off in the world would have hardly consented to occupy it. They don't keep their own carriage from the furniture of the poorest. My long-cherris to hatred for those wary sly and rapacious birds. I looked across the fence and was thunderstruck. A few paces from me on the grass between the green raspberry bushes stood a tall, slender girl in a striped pink dress with a white kerchief on her head.