Only from time to time, as he went on sucking, the baby raised his long, curly eyelashes and peeped at his mother with wet eyes, that looked black in the twilight.
The nurse had left off fanning, and was dozing.
From above came the peals of the old prince's voice, and the chuckle of Katavasov.
"They have got into talk without me," thought Kitty, "but still it's vexing that Kostya's out.
He's sure to have gone to the bee house again.