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Chapter 18

           Pierrenoticedthisbutcouldnotgo.Hefeltuneasyandembarrassed,butsatonbecausehesimplycouldnotgetupandtakehisleave.

           PrincessMary,foreseeingnoendtothis,rosefirst,andcomplainingofaheadachebegantosaygoodnight.

           “SoyouaregoingtoPetersburgtomorrow?”sheasked.

           “No,Iamnotgoing,”Pierrerepliedhastily,inasurprisedtoneandasthoughoffended.“Yes...no...toPetersburg?Tomorrow—butIwon’tsaygood-byyet.Iwillcallroundincaseyouhaveanycommissionsforme,”saidhe,standingbeforePrincessMaryandturningred,butnottakinghisdeparture.

           Natáshagavehimherhandandwentout.PrincessMaryontheotherhandinsteadofgoingawaysankintoanarmchair,andlookedsternlyandintentlyathimwithherdeep,radianteyes.Thewearinessshehadplainlyshownbeforehadnowquitepassedoff.Withadeepandlong-drawnsighsheseemedtobepreparedforalengthytalk.

           WhenNatáshalefttheroomPierre’sconfusionandawkwardnessimmediatelyvanishedandwerereplacedbyeagerexcitement.HequicklymovedanarmchairtowardPrincessMary.

           “Yes,Iwantedtotellyou,”saidhe,answeringherlookasifshehadspoken.“Princess,helpme!WhatamItodo?CanIhope?Princess,mydearfriend,listen!Iknowitall.IknowIamnotworthyofher,Iknowit’simpossibletospeakofitnow.ButIwanttobeabrothertoher.No,notthat,Idon’t,Ican’t...”

           Hepausedandrubbedhisfaceandeyeswithhishands.

           “Well,”hewentonwithanevidenteffortatself-controlandcoherence.

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