I have not cut it very short.

See for yourself." "Thank you," said Vjera.

"You are very kind." She saw nothing, indeed, but she was satisfied, and rose quickly.
She tied up the limp parcel with the same old piece of faded ribband, and a little colour suddenly came into her face as she pressed it to her bosom.

All at once, she lost control of herself, and with a sharp sob the tears gushed out.

She stooped a little and drew her shawl over her head to hide her face.