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Chapter 24

           Andburstingintotearsshehidherfaceinherhandkerchiefandrushedfromtheroom.

           PrinceVasílicamenext.HestaggeredtothesofaonwhichPierrewassittinganddroppedontoit,coveringhisfacewithhishand.Pierrenoticedthathewaspaleandthathisjawquiveredandshookasifinanague.

           “Ah,myfriend!”saidhe,takingPierrebytheelbow;andtherewasinhisvoiceasincerityandweaknessPierrehadneverobservedinitbefore.“Howoftenwesin,howmuchwedeceive,andallforwhat?Iamnearsixty,dearfriend...Itoo...Allwillendindeath,all!Deathisawful...”andheburstintotears.

           AnnaMikháylovnacameoutlast.SheapproachedPierrewithslow,quietsteps.

           “Pierre!”shesaid.

           Pierregaveheraninquiringlook.Shekissedtheyoungmanonhisforehead,wettinghimwithhertears.Thenafterapauseshesaid:

           “Heisnomore....”

           Pierrelookedatheroverhisspectacles.

           “Come,Iwillgowithyou.Trytoweep,nothinggivessuchreliefastears.”

           SheledhimintothedarkdrawingroomandPierrewasgladnoonecouldseehisface.AnnaMikháylovnalefthim,andwhenshereturnedhewasfastasleepwithhisheadonhisarm.

           InthemorningAnnaMikháylovnasaidtoPierre:

           “Yes,mydear,thisisagreatlossforusall,nottospeakofyou.ButGodwillsupportyou:youareyoung,andarenow,Ihope,incommandofanimmensefortune.Thewillhasnotyetbeenopened.Iknowyouwellenoughtobesurethatthiswillnotturnyourhead,butitimposesdutiesonyou,andyoumustbeaman.”

           Pierrewassilent

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