Paulina smiled at him.
There was no need to say that she was unafraid, she was only really excited at what was happening.
The Prince’s servant had strapped their trunks to the droshky. There were three horses to draw it and, when they had seated themselves with a rug over their knees, they set off at a tremendous pace by the light of the moon, which was just rising in the sky.
Paulina could hardly believe that they had really left behind The Palace, the Czar and the Czarina, the Grand Duke Louis, Margarita and the Court Officials who were travelling with them in procession on the morrow.
As if he felt her thoughts, the Prince said,
“Everyone will think we have gone ahead, as so many people have done, to be at the Wedding when the Procession arrives. That gives us time to be well away
