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The
doctor
promised
to
procure
it
for
him
and
began
to
ask
how
he
was
feeling
.
Prince
Andrew
answered
all
his
questions
reluctantly
but
reasonably
,
and
then
said
he
wanted
a
bolster
placed
under
him
as
he
was
uncomfortable
and
in
great
pain
.
The
doctor
and
valet
lifted
the
cloak
with
which
he
was
covered
and
,
making
wry
faces
at
the
noisome
smell
of
mortifying
flesh
that
came
from
the
wound
,
began
examining
that
dreadful
place
.
The
doctor
was
very
much
displeased
about
something
and
made
a
change
in
the
dressings
,
turning
the
wounded
man
over
so
that
he
groaned
again
and
grew
unconscious
and
delirious
from
the
agony
.
He
kept
asking
them
to
get
him
the
book
and
put
it
under
him
.
"
What
trouble
would
it
be
to
you
?
"
he
said
.
"
I
have
not
got
one
.
Please
get
it
for
me
and
put
it
under
for
a
moment
,
"
he
pleaded
in
a
piteous
voice
.
The
doctor
went
into
the
passage
to
wash
his
hands
.
"
You
fellows
have
no
conscience
,
"
said
he
to
the
valet
who
was
pouring
water
over
his
hands
.
"
For
just
one
moment
I
did
n't
look
after
you
...
It
's
such
pain
,
you
know
,
that
I
wonder
how
he
can
bear
it
.
"
"
By
the
Lord
Jesus
Christ
,
I
thought
we
had
put
something
under
him
!
"
said
the
valet
.
The
first
time
Prince
Andrew
understood
where
he
was
and
what
was
the
matter
with
him
and
remembered
being
wounded
and
how
was
when
he
asked
to
be
carried
into
the
hut
after
his
calèche
had
stopped
at
Mytíshchi
.
After
growing
confused
from
pain
while
being
carried
into
the
hut
he
again
regained
consciousness
,
and
while
drinking
tea
once
more
recalled
all
that
had
happened
to
him
,
and
above
all
vividly
remembered
the
moment
at
the
ambulance
station
when
,
at
the
sight
of
the
sufferings
of
a
man
he
disliked
,
those
new
thoughts
had
come
to
him
which
promised
him
happiness
.
And
those
thoughts
,
though
now
vague
and
indefinite
,
again
possessed
his
soul
.
He
remembered
that
he
had
now
a
new
source
of
happiness
and
that
this
happiness
had
something
to
do
with
the
Gospels
.
That
was
why
he
asked
for
a
copy
of
them
.
The
uncomfortable
position
in
which
they
had
put
him
and
turned
him
over
again
confused
his
thoughts
,
and
when
he
came
to
himself
a
third
time
it
was
in
the
complete
stillness
of
the
night
.
Everybody
near
him
was
sleeping
.
A
cricket
chirped
from
across
the
passage
;
someone
was
shouting
and
singing
in
the
street
;
cockroaches
rustled
on
the
table
,
on
the
icons
,
and
on
the
walls
,
and
a
big
fly
flopped
at
the
head
of
the
bed
and
around
the
candle
beside
him
,
the
wick
of
which
was
charred
and
had
shaped
itself
like
a
mushroom
.
His
mind
was
not
in
a
normal
state
.
A
healthy
man
usually
thinks
of
,
feels
,
and
remembers
innumerable
things
simultaneously
,
but
has
the
power
and
will
to
select
one
sequence
of
thoughts
or
events
on
which
to
fix
his
whole
attention
.
A
healthy
man
can
tear
himself
away
from
the
deepest
reflections
to
say
a
civil
word
to
someone
who
comes
in
and
can
then
return
again
to
his
own
thoughts
.
But
Prince
Andrew
's
mind
was
not
in
a
normal
state
in
that
respect
.
All
the
powers
of
his
mind
were
more
active
and
clearer
than
ever
,
but
they
acted
apart
from
his
will
.
Most
diverse
thoughts
and
images
occupied
him
simultaneously
.
At
times
his
brain
suddenly
began
to
work
with
a
vigor
,
clearness
,
and
depth
it
had
never
reached
when
he
was
in
health
,
but
suddenly
in
the
midst
of
its
work
it
would
turn
to
some
unexpected
idea
and
he
had
not
the
strength
to
turn
it
back
again
.
"
Yes
,
a
new
happiness
was
revealed
to
me
of
which
man
can
not
be
deprived
,
"
he
thought
as
he
lay
in
the
semidarkness
of
the
quiet
hut
,
gazing
fixedly
before
him
with
feverish
wide
open
eyes
.
"
A
happiness
lying
beyond
material
forces
,
outside
the
material
influences
that
act
on
man
--
a
happiness
of
the
soul
alone
,
the
happiness
of
loving
.
Every
man
can
understand
it
,
but
to
conceive
it
and
enjoin
it
was
possible
only
for
God
.
But
how
did
God
enjoin
that
law
?
And
why
was
the
Son
...
?
"
And
suddenly
the
sequence
of
these
thoughts
broke
off
,
and
Prince
Andrew
heard
(
without
knowing
whether
it
was
a
delusion
or
reality
)
a
soft
whispering
voice
incessantly
and
rhythmically
repeating
"
piti-piti-piti
,
"
and
then
"
titi
,
"
and
then
again
"
piti-piti-piti
,
"
and
"
ti-ti
"
once
more
.
At
the
same
time
he
felt
that
above
his
face
,
above
the
very
middle
of
it
,
some
strange
airy
structure
was
being
erected
out
of
slender
needles
or
splinters
,
to
the
sound
of
this
whispered
music
.
