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"
Happy
!
you
can
be
happy
?
"
cried
Aglaya
.
"
Then
how
can
you
say
you
did
not
learn
to
see
?
I
should
think
you
could
teach
us
to
see
!
"
"
Oh
!
do
teach
us
,
"
laughed
Adelaida
.
"
Oh
!
I
ca
n't
do
that
,
"
said
the
prince
,
laughing
too
.
"
I
lived
almost
all
the
while
in
one
little
Swiss
village
;
what
can
I
teach
you
?
At
first
I
was
only
just
not
absolutely
dull
;
then
my
health
began
to
improve
--
then
every
day
became
dearer
and
more
precious
to
me
,
and
the
longer
I
stayed
,
the
dearer
became
the
time
to
me
;
so
much
so
that
I
could
not
help
observing
it
;
but
why
this
was
so
,
it
would
be
difficult
to
say
.
"
"
So
that
you
did
n't
care
to
go
away
anywhere
else
?
"
"
Well
,
at
first
I
did
;
I
was
restless
;
I
did
n't
know
however
I
should
manage
to
support
life
--
you
know
there
are
such
moments
,
especially
in
solitude
.
There
was
a
waterfall
near
us
,
such
a
lovely
thin
streak
of
water
,
like
a
thread
but
white
and
moving
.
It
fell
from
a
great
height
,
but
it
looked
quite
low
,
and
it
was
half
a
mile
away
,
though
it
did
not
seem
fifty
paces
.
I
loved
to
listen
to
it
at
night
,
but
it
was
then
that
I
became
so
restless
.
Sometimes
I
went
and
climbed
the
mountain
and
stood
there
in
the
midst
of
the
tall
pines
,
all
alone
in
the
terrible
silence
,
with
our
little
village
in
the
distance
,
and
the
sky
so
blue
,
and
the
sun
so
bright
,
and
an
old
ruined
castle
on
the
mountain-side
,
far
away
.
I
used
to
watch
the
line
where
earth
and
sky
met
,
and
longed
to
go
and
seek
there
the
key
of
all
mysteries
,
thinking
that
I
might
find
there
a
new
life
,
perhaps
some
great
city
where
life
should
be
grander
and
richer
--
and
then
it
struck
me
that
life
may
be
grand
enough
even
in
a
prison
.
"
"
I
read
that
last
most
praiseworthy
thought
in
my
manual
,
when
I
was
twelve
years
old
,
"
said
Aglaya
.
"
All
this
is
pure
philosophy
,
"
said
Adelaida
.
"
You
are
a
philosopher
,
prince
,
and
have
come
here
to
instruct
us
in
your
views
.
"
"
Perhaps
you
are
right
,
"
said
the
prince
,
smiling
.
"
I
think
I
am
a
philosopher
,
perhaps
,
and
who
knows
,
perhaps
I
do
wish
to
teach
my
views
of
things
to
those
I
meet
with
?
"
"
Your
philosophy
is
rather
like
that
of
an
old
woman
we
know
,
who
is
rich
and
yet
does
nothing
but
try
how
little
she
can
spend
.
She
talks
of
nothing
but
money
all
day
.
