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Her
eyes
were
smiling
expectantly
,
her
downy
lip
rose
and
remained
lifted
in
childlike
happiness
.
Princess
Mary
knelt
down
before
her
and
hid
her
face
in
the
folds
of
her
sister-in-law
's
dress
.
"
There
,
there
!
Do
you
feel
it
?
I
feel
so
strange
.
And
do
you
know
,
Mary
,
I
am
going
to
love
him
very
much
,
"
said
Lise
,
looking
with
bright
and
happy
eyes
at
her
sister-in-law
.
Princess
Mary
could
not
lift
her
head
,
she
was
weeping
.
"
What
is
the
matter
,
Mary
?
"
"
Nothing
...
only
I
feel
sad
...
sad
about
Andrew
,
"
she
said
,
wiping
away
her
tears
on
her
sister-in-law
's
knee
.
Several
times
in
the
course
of
the
morning
Princess
Mary
began
trying
to
prepare
her
sister-in-law
,
and
every
time
began
to
cry
.
Unobservant
as
was
the
little
princess
,
these
tears
,
the
cause
of
which
she
did
not
understand
,
agitated
her
.
She
said
nothing
but
looked
about
uneasily
as
if
in
search
of
something
.
Before
dinner
the
old
prince
,
of
whom
she
was
always
afraid
,
came
into
her
room
with
a
peculiarly
restless
and
malign
expression
and
went
out
again
without
saying
a
word
.
She
looked
at
Princess
Mary
,
then
sat
thinking
for
a
while
with
that
expression
of
attention
to
something
within
her
that
is
only
seen
in
pregnant
women
,
and
suddenly
began
to
cry
.
"
Has
anything
come
from
Andrew
?
"
she
asked
.
"
No
,
you
know
it
's
too
soon
for
news
.
But
my
father
is
anxious
and
I
feel
afraid
.
"
"
So
there
's
nothing
?
"
