I'll read aloud to you if you like.

But it must be all your life in the same place, and that place is a gloomy one.

Will you?
Are you ready?
You won't regret it, torment me with tears and curses, will you ?" She listened with extreme curiosity, and for a long time she was silent, thinking.
"It all seems incredible to me," she said at last, ironically and disdainfully.

"I might live for forty years in those mountains," she laughed.
"What of it?
Let's live forty years then..." said Nikolay Vsyevolodovitch, scowling.
"H'm! I won't come for anything." "Not even with me ?" "And what are you that I should go with you?
I'm to sit on a mountain beside him for forty years on end--a pretty story! And upon my word, how long-suffering people have become nowadays! No, it cannot be that a falcon has become an owl.

My prince is not like that!" she said, raising her head proudly and triumphantly.
Light seemed to dawn upon him.
"What makes you call me a prince, and...