dish.The vicomte wished to begin his story and gave a subtle smile."Come over here, Helene, dear," said Anna Pavlovna to thebeautiful young princess who was sitting some way off, the center ofanother group.The princess smiled. She rose withthe same unchanging smile withwhich she had first entered the room--the smile of a perfectlybeautiful woman. With a slight rustle of her white dress trimmedwith moss and ivy, with a gleam of white shoulders, glossy hair, andsparkling