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"
Dieu
sait
quand
reviendra
.
"
hummed
the
prince
out
of
tune
and
,
with
a
laugh
still
more
so
,
he
quitted
the
table
.
The
little
princess
during
the
whole
discussion
and
the
rest
of
the
dinner
sat
silent
,
glancing
with
a
frightened
look
now
at
her
father-in-law
and
now
at
Princess
Mary
.
When
they
left
the
table
she
took
her
sister-in-law
's
arm
and
drew
her
into
another
room
.
"
What
a
clever
man
your
father
is
,
"
said
she
;
"
perhaps
that
is
why
I
am
afraid
of
him
.
"
"
Oh
,
he
is
so
kind
!
"
answered
Princess
Mary
.
Prince
Andrew
was
to
leave
next
evening
.
The
old
prince
,
not
altering
his
routine
,
retired
as
usual
after
dinner
.
The
little
princess
was
in
her
sister-in-law
's
room
.
Prince
Andrew
in
a
traveling
coat
without
epaulettes
had
been
packing
with
his
valet
in
the
rooms
assigned
to
him
.
After
inspecting
the
carriage
himself
and
seeing
the
trunks
put
in
,
he
ordered
the
horses
to
be
harnessed
.
Only
those
things
he
always
kept
with
him
remained
in
his
room
;
a
small
box
,
a
large
canteen
fitted
with
silver
plate
,
two
Turkish
pistols
and
a
saber
--
a
present
from
his
father
who
had
brought
it
from
the
siege
of
Ochákov
.
All
these
traveling
effects
of
Prince
Andrew
's
were
in
very
good
order
:
new
,
clean
,
and
in
cloth
covers
carefully
tied
with
tapes
.
When
starting
on
a
journey
or
changing
their
mode
of
life
,
men
capable
of
reflection
are
generally
in
a
serious
frame
of
mind
.
At
such
moments
one
reviews
the
past
and
plans
for
the
future
.
Prince
Andrew
's
face
looked
very
thoughtful
and
tender
.
With
his
hands
behind
him
he
paced
briskly
from
corner
to
corner
of
the
room
,
looking
straight
before
him
and
thoughtfully
shaking
his
head
.
Did
he
fear
going
to
the
war
,
or
was
he
sad
at
leaving
his
wife
?
--
perhaps
both
,
but
evidently
he
did
not
wish
to
be
seen
in
that
mood
,
for
hearing
footsteps
in
the
passage
he
hurriedly
unclasped
his
hands
,
stopped
at
a
table
as
if
tying
the
cover
of
the
small
box
,
and
assumed
his
usual
tranquil
and
impenetrable
expression
.
It
was
the
heavy
tread
of
Princess
Mary
that
he
heard
.
"
I
hear
you
have
given
orders
to
harness
,
"
she
cried
,
panting
(
she
had
apparently
been
running
)
,
"
and
I
did
so
wish
to
have
another
talk
with
you
alone
!
God
knows
how
long
we
may
again
be
parted
.
You
are
not
angry
with
me
for
coming
?
You
have
changed
so
,
Andrúsha
,
"
she
added
,
as
if
to
explain
such
a
question
.
She
smiled
as
she
uttered
his
pet
name
,
"
Andrúsha
.
"
It
was
obviously
strange
to
her
to
think
that
this
stern
handsome
man
should
be
Andrúsha
--
the
slender
mischievous
boy
who
had
been
her
playfellow
in
childhood
.
"
And
where
is
Lise
?
"
he
asked
,
answering
her
question
only
by
a
smile
.
"
She
was
so
tired
that
she
has
fallen
asleep
on
the
sofa
in
my
room
.
Oh
,
Andrew
!
What
a
treasure
of
a
wife
you
have
,
"
said
she
,
sitting
down
on
the
sofa
,
facing
her
brother
.
"
She
is
quite
a
child
:
such
a
dear
,
merry
child
.
I
have
grown
so
fond
of
her
.
"
