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"
Princess
,
I
must
warn
you
,
"
she
added
,
lowering
her
voice
and
evidently
listening
to
herself
with
pleasure
,
and
speaking
with
exaggerated
grasseyement
,
"
the
prince
has
been
scolding
Michael
Ivánovich
.
He
is
in
a
very
bad
humor
,
very
morose
.
Be
prepared
.
"
"
Ah
,
dear
friend
,
"
replied
Princess
Mary
,
"
I
have
asked
you
never
to
warn
me
of
the
humor
my
father
is
in
.
I
do
not
allow
myself
to
judge
him
and
would
not
have
others
do
so
.
"
The
princess
glanced
at
her
watch
and
,
seeing
that
she
was
five
minutes
late
in
starting
her
practice
on
the
clavichord
,
went
into
the
sitting
room
with
a
look
of
alarm
.
Between
twelve
and
two
o'clock
,
as
the
day
was
mapped
out
,
the
prince
rested
and
the
princess
played
the
clavichord
.
The
gray-haired
valet
was
sitting
drowsily
listening
to
the
snoring
of
the
prince
,
who
was
in
his
large
study
.
From
the
far
side
of
the
house
through
the
closed
doors
came
the
sound
of
difficult
passages
--
twenty
times
repeated
--
of
a
sonata
by
Dussek
.
Just
then
a
closed
carriage
and
another
with
a
hood
drove
up
to
the
porch
.
Prince
Andrew
got
out
of
the
carriage
,
helped
his
little
wife
to
alight
,
and
let
her
pass
into
the
house
before
him
.
Old
Tíkhon
,
wearing
a
wig
,
put
his
head
out
of
the
door
of
the
antechamber
,
reported
in
a
whisper
that
the
prince
was
sleeping
,
and
hastily
closed
the
door
.
Tíkhon
knew
that
neither
the
son
's
arrival
nor
any
other
unusual
event
must
be
allowed
to
disturb
the
appointed
order
of
the
day
.
Prince
Andrew
apparently
knew
this
as
well
as
Tíkhon
;
he
looked
at
his
watch
as
if
to
ascertain
whether
his
father
's
habits
had
changed
since
he
was
at
home
last
,
and
,
having
assured
himself
that
they
had
not
,
he
turned
to
his
wife
.
"
He
will
get
up
in
twenty
minutes
.
Let
us
go
across
to
Mary
's
room
,
"
he
said
.
The
little
princess
had
grown
stouter
during
this
time
,
but
her
eyes
and
her
short
,
downy
,
smiling
lip
lifted
when
she
began
to
speak
just
as
merrily
and
prettily
as
ever
.
"
Why
,
this
is
a
palace
!
"
she
said
to
her
husband
,
looking
around
with
the
expression
with
which
people
compliment
their
host
at
a
ball
.
"
Let
's
come
,
quick
,
quick
!
"
And
with
a
glance
round
,
she
smiled
at
Tíkhon
,
at
her
husband
,
and
at
the
footman
who
accompanied
them
.
"
Is
that
Mary
practicing
?
Let
's
go
quietly
and
take
her
by
surprise
.
"
Prince
Andrew
followed
her
with
a
courteous
but
sad
expression
.
