the prince noticed the sweet, welcoming look on vera lebedeff’s face, as she made her way towards him through the crowd. he held out his hand to her. she took it, blushing with delight, and wished him "a happy life from that day forward." then she ran off to the kitchen, where her presence was necessary to help in the preparations for supper. before the prince’s arrival she had spent some time on the terrace, listening eagerly to the conversation, though the visitors, mostly under the influence of wine, were discussing abstract subjects far beyond her comprehension. in the next room her younger sister lay on a wooden chest, sound asleep, with her mouth wide open; but the boy, lebedeff’s son, had taken up his position close beside colia and hippolyte, his face lit up with interest in the conversation of his father and the rest, to which he would willingly have listened for ten hours at a stretch.