arrived at her own house, varia heard a considerable commotion going on in the upper storey, and distinguished the voices of her father and brother. on entering the salon she found gania pacing up and down at frantic speed, pale with rage and almost tearing his hair. she frowned, and subsided on to the sofa with a tired air, and without taking the trouble to remove her hat. she very well knew that if she kept quiet and asked her brother nothing about his reason for tearing up and down the room, his wrath would fall upon her head. so she hastened to put the question: