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"
You
've
grown
older
,
Tíkhon
,
"
he
said
in
passing
to
the
old
man
,
who
kissed
his
hand
.
Before
they
reached
the
room
from
which
the
sounds
of
the
clavichord
came
,
the
pretty
,
fair-haired
Frenchwoman
,
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
,
rushed
out
apparently
beside
herself
with
delight
.
"
Ah
!
what
joy
for
the
princess
!
"
exclaimed
she
:
"
At
last
!
I
must
let
her
know
.
"
"
No
,
no
,
please
not
...
You
are
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
,
"
said
the
little
princess
,
kissing
her
.
"
I
know
you
already
through
my
sister-in-law
's
friendship
for
you
.
She
was
not
expecting
us
?
"
They
went
up
to
the
door
of
the
sitting
room
from
which
came
the
sound
of
the
oft-repeated
passage
of
the
sonata
.
Prince
Andrew
stopped
and
made
a
grimace
,
as
if
expecting
something
unpleasant
.
The
little
princess
entered
the
room
.
The
passage
broke
off
in
the
middle
,
a
cry
was
heard
,
then
Princess
Mary
's
heavy
tread
and
the
sound
of
kissing
.
When
Prince
Andrew
went
in
the
two
princesses
,
who
had
only
met
once
before
for
a
short
time
at
his
wedding
,
were
in
each
other
's
arms
warmly
pressing
their
lips
to
whatever
place
they
happened
to
touch
.
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
stood
near
them
pressing
her
hand
to
her
heart
,
with
a
beatific
smile
and
obviously
equally
ready
to
cry
or
to
laugh
.
Prince
Andrew
shrugged
his
shoulders
and
frowned
,
as
lovers
of
music
do
when
they
hear
a
false
note
.
The
two
women
let
go
of
one
another
,
and
then
,
as
if
afraid
of
being
too
late
,
seized
each
other
's
hands
,
kissing
them
and
pulling
them
away
,
and
again
began
kissing
each
other
on
the
face
,
and
then
to
Prince
Andrew
's
surprise
both
began
to
cry
and
kissed
again
.
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
also
began
to
cry
.
Prince
Andrew
evidently
felt
ill
at
ease
,
but
to
the
two
women
it
seemed
quite
natural
that
they
should
cry
,
and
apparently
it
never
entered
their
heads
that
it
could
have
been
otherwise
at
this
meeting
.
"
Ah
!
my
dear
!
...
Ah
!
Mary
!
...
"
they
suddenly
exclaimed
,
and
then
laughed
.
"
I
dreamed
last
night
...
"
--
"
You
were
not
expecting
us
?
...
"
"
Ah
!
Mary
,
you
have
got
thinner
?
...
"
"
And
you
have
grown
stouter
!
...
"
"
I
knew
the
princess
at
once
,
"
put
in
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
.
"
And
I
had
no
idea
!
...
"
exclaimed
Princess
Mary
.
"
Ah
,
Andrew
,
I
did
not
see
you
.
"
