"here’s your miserable hat. he couldn’t even choose a respectable shape for his hat! come on! she did that because i took your part and said you ought to have come little vixen! else she would never have sent you that silly note. it’s a most improper note, i call it; most improper for such an intelligent, well-brought-up girl to write. h’m! i dare say she was annoyed that you didn’t come; but she ought to have known that one can’t write like that to an idiot like you, for you’d be sure to take it literally." mrs. epanchin was dragging the prince along with her all the time, and never let go of his hand for an instant. "what are you listening for?" she added, seeing that she had committed herself a little. "she wants a clown like you she hasn’t seen one for some time to play with. that’s why she is anxious for you to come to the house. and right glad i am that she’ll make a thorough good fool of you.