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Chapter 28

           HerearesomejottingsforyoutoreadwhenIamgone.Youwillfindthemuseful.”

           Andrewdidnottellhisfatherthathewouldnodoubtlivealongtimeyet.Hefeltthathemustnotsayit.

           “Iwilldoitall,Father,”hesaid.

           “Well,now,good-by!”Hegavehissonhishandtokiss,andembracedhim.“Rememberthis,PrinceAndrew,iftheykillyouitwillhurtme,youroldfather...”hepausedunexpectedly,andtheninaquerulousvoicesuddenlyshrieked:“butifIhearthatyouhavenotbehavedlikeasonofNicholasBolkónski,Ishallbeashamed!”

           “Youneednothavesaidthattome,Father,”saidthesonwithasmile.

           Theoldmanwassilent.

           “Ialsowantedtoaskyou,”continuedPrinceAndrew,“ifI’mkilledandifIhaveason,donotlethimbetakenawayfromyou—asIsaidyesterday...lethimgrowupwithyou....Please.”

           “Notletthewifehavehim?”saidtheoldman,andlaughed.

           Theystoodsilent,facingoneanother.Theoldman’ssharpeyeswerefixedstraightonhisson’s.Somethingtwitchedinthelowerpartoftheoldprince’sface.

           “We’vesaidgood-by.Go!”hesuddenlyshoutedinaloud,angryvoice,openinghisdoor.

           “Whatisit?What?”askedbothprincesseswhentheysawforamomentatthedoorPrinceAndrewandthefigureoftheoldmaninawhitedressinggown,spectacledandwigless,shoutinginanangryvoice.

           PrinceAndrewsighedandmadenoreply.

           “Well!”hesaid,turningtohiswife.

           Andthis“Well!”soundedcoldlyironic,asifheweresaying:“Nowgothroughyourperformance

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