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And
as
Princess
Mary
gave
no
answer
,
she
left
the
room
.
Princess
Mary
was
left
alone
.
She
did
not
comply
with
Lise
's
request
,
she
not
only
left
her
hair
as
it
was
,
but
did
not
even
look
in
her
glass
.
Letting
her
arms
fall
helplessly
,
she
sat
with
downcast
eyes
and
pondered
.
A
husband
,
a
man
,
a
strong
dominant
and
strangely
attractive
being
rose
in
her
imagination
,
and
carried
her
into
a
totally
different
happy
world
of
his
own
.
She
fancied
a
child
,
her
own
--
such
as
she
had
seen
the
day
before
in
the
arms
of
her
nurse
's
daughter
--
at
her
own
breast
,
the
husband
standing
by
and
gazing
tenderly
at
her
and
the
child
.
"
But
no
,
it
is
impossible
,
I
am
too
ugly
,
"
she
thought
.
"
Please
come
to
tea
.
The
prince
will
be
out
in
a
moment
,
"
came
the
maid
's
voice
at
the
door
.
She
roused
herself
,
and
felt
appalled
at
what
she
had
been
thinking
,
and
before
going
down
she
went
into
the
room
where
the
icons
hung
and
,
her
eyes
fixed
on
the
dark
face
of
a
large
icon
of
the
Saviour
lit
by
a
lamp
,
she
stood
before
it
with
folded
hands
for
a
few
moments
.
A
painful
doubt
filled
her
soul
.
Could
the
joy
of
love
,
of
earthly
love
for
a
man
,
be
for
her
?
In
her
thoughts
of
marriage
Princess
Mary
dreamed
of
happiness
and
of
children
,
but
her
strongest
,
most
deeply
hidden
longing
was
for
earthly
love
.
The
more
she
tried
to
hide
this
feeling
from
others
and
even
from
herself
,
the
stronger
it
grew
"
O
God
,
"
she
said
,
"
how
am
I
to
stifle
in
my
heart
these
temptations
of
the
devil
?
How
am
I
to
renounce
forever
these
vile
fancies
,
so
as
peacefully
to
fulfill
Thy
will
?
"
And
scarcely
had
she
put
that
question
than
God
gave
her
the
answer
in
her
own
heart
.
"
Desire
nothing
for
thyself
,
seek
nothing
,
be
not
anxious
or
envious
.
Man
's
future
and
thy
own
fate
must
remain
hidden
from
thee
,
but
live
so
that
thou
mayest
be
ready
for
anything
.
If
it
be
God
's
will
to
prove
thee
in
the
duties
of
marriage
,
be
ready
to
fulfill
His
will
.
"
With
this
consoling
thought
(
but
yet
with
a
hope
for
the
fulfillment
of
her
forbidden
earthly
longing
)
Princess
Mary
sighed
,
and
having
crossed
herself
went
down
,
thinking
neither
of
her
gown
and
coiffure
nor
of
how
she
would
go
in
nor
of
what
she
would
say
.
What
could
all
that
matter
in
comparison
with
the
will
of
God
,
without
Whose
care
not
a
hair
of
man
's
head
can
fall
?
When
Princess
Mary
came
down
,
Prince
Vasíli
and
his
son
were
already
in
the
drawing
room
,
talking
to
the
little
princess
and
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
.
When
she
entered
with
her
heavy
step
,
treading
on
her
heels
,
the
gentlemen
and
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
rose
and
the
little
princess
,
indicating
her
to
the
gentlemen
,
said
:
"
Voilà
Marie
!
"
Princess
Mary
saw
them
all
and
saw
them
in
detail
.
She
saw
Prince
Vasíli
's
face
,
serious
for
an
instant
at
the
sight
of
her
,
but
immediately
smiling
again
,
and
the
little
princess
curiously
noting
the
impression
"
Marie
"
produced
on
the
visitors
.
And
she
saw
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
,
with
her
ribbon
and
pretty
face
,
and
her
unusually
animated
look
which
was
fixed
on
him
,
but
him
she
could
not
see
,
she
only
saw
something
large
,
brilliant
,
and
handsome
moving
toward
her
as
she
entered
the
room
.
Prince
Vasíli
approached
first
,
and
she
kissed
the
bold
forehead
that
bent
over
her
hand
and
answered
his
question
by
saying
that
,
on
the
contrary
,
she
remembered
him
quite
well
.
Then
Anatole
came
up
to
her
.
She
still
could
not
see
him
.
She
only
felt
a
soft
hand
taking
hers
firmly
,
and
she
touched
with
her
lips
a
white
forehead
,
over
which
was
beautiful
light-brown
hair
smelling
of
pomade
.
When
she
looked
up
at
him
she
was
struck
by
his
beauty
.
Anatole
stood
with
his
right
thumb
under
a
button
of
his
uniform
,
his
chest
expanded
and
his
back
drawn
in
,
slightly
swinging
one
foot
,
and
,
with
his
head
a
little
bent
,
looked
with
beaming
face
at
the
princess
without
speaking
and
evidently
not
thinking
about
her
at
all
.
Anatole
was
not
quick-witted
,
nor
ready
or
eloquent
in
conversation
,
but
he
had
the
faculty
,
so
invaluable
in
society
,
of
composure
and
imperturbable
self-possession
.
If
a
man
lacking
in
self-confidence
remains
dumb
on
a
first
introduction
and
betrays
a
consciousness
of
the
impropriety
of
such
silence
and
an
anxiety
to
find
something
to
say
,
the
effect
is
bad
.
But
Anatole
was
dumb
,
swung
his
foot
,
and
smilingly
examined
the
princess
'
hair
.
It
was
evident
that
he
could
be
silent
in
this
way
for
a
very
long
time
.
"
If
anyone
finds
this
silence
inconvenient
,
let
him
talk
,
but
I
do
n't
want
to
,
"
he
seemed
to
say
.
Besides
this
,
in
his
behavior
to
women
Anatole
had
a
manner
which
particularly
inspires
in
them
curiosity
,
awe
,
and
even
love
--
a
supercilious
consciousness
of
his
own
superiority
.
It
was
as
if
he
said
to
them
:
"
I
know
you
,
I
know
you
,
but
why
should
I
bother
about
you
?
You
'd
be
only
too
glad
,
of
course
.
"
Perhaps
he
did
not
really
think
this
when
he
met
women
--
even
probably
he
did
not
,
for
in
general
he
thought
very
little
--
but
his
looks
and
manner
gave
that
impression
.
The
princess
felt
this
,
and
as
if
wishing
to
show
him
that
she
did
not
even
dare
expect
to
interest
him
,
she
turned
to
his
father
.
The
conversation
was
general
and
animated
,
thanks
to
Princess
Lise
's
voice
and
little
downy
lip
that
lifted
over
her
white
teeth
.
She
met
Prince
Vasíli
with
that
playful
manner
often
employed
by
lively
chatty
people
,
and
consisting
in
the
assumption
that
between
the
person
they
so
address
and
themselves
there
are
some
semi-private
,
long-established
jokes
and
amusing
reminiscences
,
though
no
such
reminiscences
really
exist
--
just
as
none
existed
in
this
case
.
Prince
Vasíli
readily
adopted
her
tone
and
the
little
princess
also
drew
Anatole
,
whom
she
hardly
knew
,
into
these
amusing
recollections
of
things
that
had
never
occurred
.
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
also
shared
them
and
even
Princess
Mary
felt
herself
pleasantly
made
to
share
in
these
merry
reminiscences
.
"
Here
at
least
we
shall
have
the
benefit
of
your
company
all
to
ourselves
,
dear
prince
,
"
said
the
little
princess
(
of
course
,
in
French
)
to
Prince
Vasíli
.
"
It
's
not
as
at
Annette
's
*
receptions
where
you
always
ran
away
;
you
remember
cette
chère
Annette
!
"
*
Anna
Pávlovna
.
