"yes yes yes! run away from home!" she repeated, in a transport of rage. "i won’t, i won’t be made to blush every minute by them all! i don’t want to blush before prince s. or evgenie pavlovitch, or anyone, and therefore i have chosen you. i shall tell you everything, everything, even the most important things of all, whenever i like, and you are to hide nothing from me on your side. i want to speak to at least one person, as i would to myself. they have suddenly begun to say that i am waiting for you, and in love with you. they began this before you arrived here, and so i didn’t show them the letter, and now they all say it, every one of them. i want to be brave, and be afraid of nobody.