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"
I
have
found
out
everything
,
your
excellency
:
the
Rostóvs
are
staying
at
the
merchant
Brónnikov
's
house
,
in
the
Square
not
far
from
here
,
right
above
the
Vólga
,
"
said
the
courier
.
Princess
Mary
looked
at
him
with
frightened
inquiry
,
not
understanding
why
he
did
not
reply
to
what
she
chiefly
wanted
to
know
:
how
was
her
brother
?
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
put
that
question
for
her
.
"
How
is
the
prince
?
"
she
asked
.
"
His
excellency
is
staying
in
the
same
house
with
them
.
"
"
Then
he
is
alive
,
"
thought
Princess
Mary
,
and
asked
in
a
low
voice
:
"
How
is
he
?
"
"
The
servants
say
he
is
still
the
same
.
"
What
"
still
the
same
"
might
mean
Princess
Mary
did
not
ask
,
but
with
an
unnoticed
glance
at
little
seven-year-old
Nicholas
,
who
was
sitting
in
front
of
her
looking
with
pleasure
at
the
town
,
she
bowed
her
head
and
did
not
raise
it
again
till
the
heavy
coach
,
rumbling
,
shaking
and
swaying
,
came
to
a
stop
.
The
carriage
steps
clattered
as
they
were
let
down
.
The
carriage
door
was
opened
.
On
the
left
there
was
water
--
a
great
river
--
and
on
the
right
a
porch
.
There
were
people
at
the
entrance
:
servants
,
and
a
rosy
girl
with
a
large
plait
of
black
hair
,
smiling
as
it
seemed
to
Princess
Mary
in
an
unpleasantly
affected
way
.
(
This
was
Sónya
.
)
Princess
Mary
ran
up
the
steps
.
"
This
way
,
this
way
!
"
said
the
girl
,
with
the
same
artificial
smile
,
and
the
princess
found
herself
in
the
hall
facing
an
elderly
woman
of
Oriental
type
,
who
came
rapidly
to
meet
her
with
a
look
of
emotion
.
This
was
the
countess
.
She
embraced
Princess
Mary
and
kissed
her
.
"
Mon
enfant
!
"
she
muttered
,
"
je
vous
aime
et
vous
connais
depuis
longtemps
.
"
*
