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Nicholas
immediately
recognized
Princess
Mary
not
so
much
by
the
profile
he
saw
under
her
bonnet
as
by
the
feeling
of
solicitude
,
timidity
,
and
pity
that
immediately
overcame
him
.
Princess
Mary
,
evidently
engrossed
by
her
thoughts
,
was
crossing
herself
for
the
last
time
before
leaving
the
church
.
Nicholas
looked
at
her
face
with
surprise
.
It
was
the
same
face
he
had
seen
before
,
there
was
the
same
general
expression
of
refined
,
inner
,
spiritual
labor
,
but
now
it
was
quite
differently
lit
up
.
There
was
a
pathetic
expression
of
sorrow
,
prayer
,
and
hope
in
it
.
As
had
occurred
before
when
she
was
present
,
Nicholas
went
up
to
her
without
waiting
to
be
prompted
by
the
governor
's
wife
and
not
asking
himself
whether
or
not
it
was
right
and
proper
to
address
her
here
in
church
,
and
told
her
he
had
heard
of
her
trouble
and
sympathized
with
his
whole
soul
.
As
soon
as
she
heard
his
voice
a
vivid
glow
kindled
in
her
face
,
lighting
up
both
her
sorrow
and
her
joy
.
"
There
is
one
thing
I
wanted
to
tell
you
,
Princess
,
"
said
Rostóv
.
"
It
is
that
if
your
brother
,
Prince
Andrew
Nikoláevich
,
were
not
living
,
it
would
have
been
at
once
announced
in
the
Gazette
,
as
he
is
a
colonel
.
"
The
princess
looked
at
him
,
not
grasping
what
he
was
saying
,
but
cheered
by
the
expression
of
regretful
sympathy
on
his
face
.
"
And
I
have
known
so
many
cases
of
a
splinter
wound
"
(
the
Gazette
said
it
was
a
shell
)
"
either
proving
fatal
at
once
or
being
very
slight
,
"
continued
Nicholas
.
"
We
must
hope
for
the
best
,
and
I
am
sure
...
"
Princess
Mary
interrupted
him
.
"
Oh
,
that
would
be
so
dread
...
"
she
began
and
,
prevented
by
agitation
from
finishing
,
she
bent
her
head
with
a
movement
as
graceful
as
everything
she
did
in
his
presence
and
,
looking
up
at
him
gratefully
,
went
out
,
following
her
aunt
.
That
evening
Nicholas
did
not
go
out
,
but
stayed
at
home
to
settle
some
accounts
with
the
horse
dealers
.
When
he
had
finished
that
business
it
was
already
too
late
to
go
anywhere
but
still
too
early
to
go
to
bed
,
and
for
a
long
time
he
paced
up
and
down
the
room
,
reflecting
on
his
life
,
a
thing
he
rarely
did
.
Princess
Mary
had
made
an
agreeable
impression
on
him
when
he
had
met
her
in
Smolénsk
province
.
His
having
encountered
her
in
such
exceptional
circumstances
,
and
his
mother
having
at
one
time
mentioned
her
to
him
as
a
good
match
,
had
drawn
his
particular
attention
to
her
.
When
he
met
her
again
in
Vorónezh
the
impression
she
made
on
him
was
not
merely
pleasing
but
powerful
.
Nicholas
had
been
struck
by
the
peculiar
moral
beauty
he
observed
in
her
at
this
time
.
He
was
,
however
,
preparing
to
go
away
and
it
had
not
entered
his
head
to
regret
that
he
was
thus
depriving
himself
of
chances
of
meeting
her
.
But
that
day
's
encounter
in
church
had
,
he
felt
,
sunk
deeper
than
was
desirable
for
his
peace
of
mind
.
That
pale
,
sad
,
refined
face
,
that
radiant
look
,
those
gentle
graceful
gestures
,
and
especially
the
deep
and
tender
sorrow
expressed
in
all
her
features
agitated
him
and
evoked
his
sympathy
.
