The first lecture went off enchantingly.
Varvara Petrovna was present.

When Stepan Trofimovitch had finished, and as he was going informed his pupil that the next time he would deal with "The Story of the Expedition of Igor," Varvara Petrovna suddenly got up and announced that there would be no more lessons.

Stepan Trofimovitch winced, but said nothing, and Dasha flushed crimson.

It put a stop to the scheme, however.

This had happened just three years before Varvara Petrovna's unexpected fancy.
Poor Stepan Trofimovitch was sitting alone free from all misgivings.
Plunged in mournful reveries he had for some time been looking out of the window to see whether any of his friends were coming.