“Well，friend，“saidhetoNicholas，“whyarewenotgoingon？“
“BecauseIamafraidofwakinguptheinhabitantsofthetownwiththenoiseofmycarriage！“Andwithalightfleckofthewhip，Nicholasputhishorseinmotion。
TenminutesaftertheyenteredtheHighStreet。Krasnoiarskwasdeserted；
therewasnolongeranAthenianinthis“NorthernAthens，“
asMadamedeBourboulonhascalledit。Notoneoftheirdashingequipagessweptthroughthewide，cleanstreets。