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"
Alone
all
the
same
,
without
my
friends
...
And
he
expects
me
not
to
be
afraid
.
"
Her
tone
was
now
querulous
and
her
lip
drawn
up
,
giving
her
not
a
joyful
,
but
an
animal
,
squirrel-like
expression
.
She
paused
as
if
she
felt
it
indecorous
to
speak
of
her
pregnancy
before
Pierre
,
though
the
gist
of
the
matter
lay
in
that
.
"
I
still
ca
n't
understand
what
you
are
afraid
of
,
"
said
Prince
Andrew
slowly
,
not
taking
his
eyes
off
his
wife
.
The
princess
blushed
,
and
raised
her
arms
with
a
gesture
of
despair
.
"
No
,
Andrew
,
I
must
say
you
have
changed
.
Oh
,
how
you
have
...
"
"
Your
doctor
tells
you
to
go
to
bed
earlier
,
"
said
Prince
Andrew
.
"
You
had
better
go
.
"
The
princess
said
nothing
,
but
suddenly
her
short
downy
lip
quivered
.
Prince
Andrew
rose
,
shrugged
his
shoulders
,
and
walked
about
the
room
.
Pierre
looked
over
his
spectacles
with
naïve
surprise
,
now
at
him
and
now
at
her
,
moved
as
if
about
to
rise
too
,
but
changed
his
mind
.
"
Why
should
I
mind
Monsieur
Pierre
being
here
?
"
exclaimed
the
little
princess
suddenly
,
her
pretty
face
all
at
once
distorted
by
a
tearful
grimace
.
"
I
have
long
wanted
to
ask
you
,
Andrew
,
why
you
have
changed
so
to
me
?
What
have
I
done
to
you
?
You
are
going
to
the
war
and
have
no
pity
for
me
.
Why
is
it
?
"
"
Lise
!
"
was
all
Prince
Andrew
said
.
But
that
one
word
expressed
an
entreaty
,
a
threat
,
and
above
all
conviction
that
she
would
herself
regret
her
words
.
But
she
went
on
hurriedly
:
