“...I’ve always been marked by pride and stubbornness. And, to be honest, if I were obedient and couldn’t stand up for myself, maybe I wouldn’t be in this world anymore. You see, I’m ‘official property,’ from a Foundling Home, and ‘official children’—until they grow up—have to endure quite a lot. As very small children, they’re sent to villages—not far from St. Petersburg, more often to the Chukhni; it’s good if they end up with a kind wet nurse, but with another who has five of her own—how can anyone find care for someone else’s child...”