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"
You
treat
me
like
an
invalid
or
a
child
.
I
see
it
all
!
Did
you
behave
like
that
six
months
ago
?
"
"
Lise
,
I
beg
you
to
desist
,
"
said
Prince
Andrew
still
more
emphatically
.
Pierre
,
who
had
been
growing
more
and
more
agitated
as
he
listened
to
all
this
,
rose
and
approached
the
princess
.
He
seemed
unable
to
bear
the
sight
of
tears
and
was
ready
to
cry
himself
.
"
Calm
yourself
,
Princess
!
It
seems
so
to
you
because
...
I
assure
you
I
myself
have
experienced
...
and
so
...
because
.
.
No
,
excuse
me
!
An
outsider
is
out
of
place
here
...
No
,
do
n't
distress
yourself
...
Good-by
!
"
Prince
Andrew
caught
him
by
the
hand
.
"
No
,
wait
,
Pierre
!
The
princess
is
too
kind
to
wish
to
deprive
me
of
the
pleasure
of
spending
the
evening
with
you
.
"
"
No
,
he
thinks
only
of
himself
,
"
muttered
the
princess
without
restraining
her
angry
tears
.
"
Lise
!
"
said
Prince
Andrew
dryly
,
raising
his
voice
to
the
pitch
which
indicates
that
patience
is
exhausted
.
Suddenly
the
angry
,
squirrel-like
expression
of
the
princess
'
pretty
face
changed
into
a
winning
and
piteous
look
of
fear
.
Her
beautiful
eyes
glanced
askance
at
her
husband
's
face
,
and
her
own
assumed
the
timid
,
deprecating
expression
of
a
dog
when
it
rapidly
but
feebly
wags
its
drooping
tail
.
