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It
was
quite
impossible
to
understand
these
sounds
.
The
doctor
thought
he
had
guessed
them
,
and
inquiringly
repeated
:
"
Mary
,
are
you
afraid
?
"
The
prince
shook
his
head
,
again
repeated
the
same
sounds
.
"
My
mind
,
my
mind
aches
?
"
questioned
Princess
Mary
.
He
made
a
mumbling
sound
in
confirmation
of
this
,
took
her
hand
,
and
began
pressing
it
to
different
parts
of
his
breast
as
if
trying
to
find
the
right
place
for
it
.
"
Always
thoughts
...
about
you
...
thoughts
...
"
he
then
uttered
much
more
clearly
than
he
had
done
before
,
now
that
he
was
sure
of
being
understood
.
Princess
Mary
pressed
her
head
against
his
hand
,
trying
to
hide
her
sobs
and
tears
.
He
moved
his
hand
over
her
hair
.
"
I
have
been
calling
you
all
night
...
"
he
brought
out
.
"
If
only
I
had
known
...
"
she
said
through
her
tears
.
"
I
was
afraid
to
come
in
.
"
He
pressed
her
hand
.
"
Were
n't
you
asleep
?
"
