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He could not do otherwise than comply ; he quitted his counsellor with regret , went over and took a seat in the arm-chair that Mme. de Lorcy drew up for him at the side of the princess , and which had for him the effect of a stool of repentance . Mme. de Lorcy moved away , and he was left _ tete-a-tete _ with Princess Gulof , who said to him , `` I have been told that congratulations are due to you , and I must make them at once -- although we are enemies . '' `` By what right are we enemies , princess ? '' he asked with a slightly troubled feeling , which quickly passed away as she answered : `` I am a Russian and you are a Pole , but we shall have no time for fighting ; I leave for London to-morrow morning at seven o'clock . '' He was on the point of casting himself at her feet and tenderly kissing her two hands , in testimony of his gratitude . `` To-morrow at seven o'clock , '' he mentally ejaculated . `` I have slandered her ; she has some good in her . ''