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Chapter 27

           

           “Ho,ho!”saidtheoldman,castinghiseyesonherroundedfigure.“You’vebeeninahurry.That’sbad!”

           Helaughedinhisusualdry,cold,unpleasantway,withhislipsonlyandnotwithhiseyes.

           “Youmustwalk,walkasmuchaspossible,asmuchaspossible,”hesaid.

           Thelittleprincessdidnot,ordidnotwishto,hearhiswords.Shewassilentandseemedconfused.Theprinceaskedheraboutherfather,andshebegantosmileandtalk.Heaskedaboutmutualacquaintances,andshebecamestillmoreanimatedandchatteredawaygivinghimgreetingsfromvariouspeopleandretellingthetowngossip.

           “CountessApráksina,poorthing,haslostherhusbandandshehascriedhereyesout,”shesaid,growingmoreandmorelively.

           Asshebecameanimatedtheprincelookedathermoreandmoresternly,andsuddenly,asifhehadstudiedhersufficientlyandhadformedadefiniteideaofher,heturnedawayandaddressedMichaelIvánovich.

           “Well,MichaelIvánovich,ourBonapartewillbehavingabadtimeofit.PrinceAndrew”(healwaysspokethusofhisson)“hasbeentellingmewhatforcesarebeingcollectedagainsthim!WhileyouandIneverthoughtmuchofhim.”

           MichaelIvánovichdidnotatallknowwhen“youandI”hadsaidsuchthingsaboutBonaparte,butunderstandingthathewaswantedasapegonwhichtohangtheprince’sfavoritetopic,helookedinquiringlyattheyoungprince,wonderingwhatwouldfollow.

           “Heisagreattactician!”saidtheprincetohisson,pointingtothearchitect.

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