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"
My
child
!
I
love
you
and
have
known
you
a
long
time
.
"
Despite
her
excitement
,
Princess
Mary
realized
that
this
was
the
countess
and
that
it
was
necessary
to
say
something
to
her
.
Hardly
knowing
how
she
did
it
,
she
contrived
to
utter
a
few
polite
phrases
in
French
in
the
same
tone
as
those
that
had
been
addressed
to
her
,
and
asked
:
"
How
is
he
?
"
"
The
doctor
says
that
he
is
not
in
danger
,
"
said
the
countess
,
but
as
she
spoke
she
raised
her
eyes
with
a
sigh
,
and
her
gesture
conveyed
a
contradiction
of
her
words
.
"
Where
is
he
?
Can
I
see
him
--
can
I
?
"
asked
the
princess
.
"
One
moment
,
Princess
,
one
moment
,
my
dear
!
Is
this
his
son
?
"
said
the
countess
,
turning
to
little
Nicholas
who
was
coming
in
with
Dessalles
.
"
There
will
be
room
for
everybody
,
this
is
a
big
house
.
Oh
,
what
a
lovely
boy
!
"
The
countess
took
Princess
Mary
into
the
drawing
room
,
where
Sónya
was
talking
to
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
.
The
countess
caressed
the
boy
,
and
the
old
count
came
in
and
welcomed
the
princess
.
He
had
changed
very
much
since
Princess
Mary
had
last
seen
him
.
Then
he
had
been
a
brisk
,
cheerful
,
self-assured
old
man
;
now
he
seemed
a
pitiful
,
bewildered
person
.
While
talking
to
Princess
Mary
he
continually
looked
round
as
if
asking
everyone
whether
he
was
doing
the
right
thing
.
After
the
destruction
of
Moscow
and
of
his
property
,
thrown
out
of
his
accustomed
groove
he
seemed
to
have
lost
the
sense
of
his
own
significance
and
to
feel
that
there
was
no
longer
a
place
for
him
in
life
.
In
spite
of
her
one
desire
to
see
her
brother
as
soon
as
possible
,
and
her
vexation
that
at
the
moment
when
all
she
wanted
was
to
see
him
they
should
be
trying
to
entertain
her
and
pretending
to
admire
her
nephew
,
the
princess
noticed
all
that
was
going
on
around
her
and
felt
the
necessity
of
submitting
,
for
a
time
,
to
this
new
order
of
things
which
she
had
entered
.
She
knew
it
to
be
necessary
,
and
though
it
was
hard
for
her
she
was
not
vexed
with
these
people
.
"
This
is
my
niece
,
"
said
the
count
,
introducing
Sónya
--
"
You
do
n't
know
her
,
Princess
?
"
Princess
Mary
turned
to
Sónya
and
,
trying
to
stifle
the
hostile
feeling
that
arose
in
her
toward
the
girl
,
she
kissed
her
.
But
she
felt
oppressed
by
the
fact
that
the
mood
of
everyone
around
her
was
so
far
from
what
was
in
her
own
heart
.
