She has a brother; I think you know him, he married Lise Meinen lately.
"Soyez tranquille, Lise, you will always be prettier than anyone else," replied Anna Pavlovna.
And Lise, your wife?
Anna Pavlovna had already managed to speak to Lise about the match she contemplated between Anatole and the little princess' sister-in-law.
"Lise!" was all Prince Andrew said.
"Lise, I beg you to desist," said Prince Andrew still more emphatically.
"Lise!" said Prince Andrew dryly, raising his voice to the pitch which indicates that patience is exhausted.
"Good night, Lise," said he, rising and courteously kissing her hand as he would have done to a stranger.
"And where is Lise?" he asked, answering her question only by a smile.
Don't judge Lise harshly, she began.
Why did they write, why did Lise tell me about it?
"No really, my dear, this dress is not pretty," said Lise, looking sideways at Princess Mary from a little distance.
She kissed Lise and was about to leave the room.
Then he would turn away to the portrait of his dead Lise, who with hair curled a la grecque looked tenderly and gaily at him out of the gilt frame.
I remember how he began speaking to him about Lise as if she were alive--he had forgotten she was dead--and Tikhon reminded him that she was no more, and he shouted, 'Fool!'