Their efforts in the struggle for the portfolio were the only sounds audible, but it was evident that if the princess did speak, her words would not be flattering to Anna Mikhaylovna.

Though the latter held on tenaciously, her voice lost none of its honeyed firmness and softness.
"Pierre, my dear, come here.

I think he will not be out of place in a family consultation; is it not so, Prince ?" "Why don't you speak, cousin ?" suddenly shrieked the princess so loud that those in the drawing room heard her and were startled.

"Why do you remain silent when heaven knows who permits herself to interfere, making a scene on the very threshold of a dying man's room?
Intriguer!" she hissed viciously, and tugged with all her might at the portfolio.
But Anna Mikhaylovna went forward a step or two to keep her hold on the portfolio, and changed her grip.
Prince Vasili rose.

"Oh!" said he with reproach and surprise, "this is absurd! Come, let go I tell you." The princess let go.
"And you too!" But Anna Mikhaylovna did not obey him.
"Let go, I tell you! I will take the responsibility.