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Chapter 18

           HowhappyIam!No,itcan’tbe!”PierrekeptsayingashekissedPrincessMary’shands.

           “GotoPetersburg,thatwillbebest.AndIwillwritetoyou,”shesaid.

           “ToPetersburg?Gothere?Verywell,I’llgo.ButImaycomeagaintomorrow?”

           NextdayPierrecametosaygood-by.Natáshawaslessanimatedthanshehadbeenthedaybefore;butthatdayashelookedatherPierresometimesfeltasifhewasvanishingandthatneitherhenorsheexistedanylonger,thatnothingexistedbuthappiness.“Isitpossible?No,itcan’tbe,”hetoldhimselfateverylook,gesture,andwordthatfilledhissoulwithjoy.

           Whenonsayinggood-byhetookherthin,slenderhand,hecouldnothelpholdingitalittlelongerinhisown.

           “Isitpossiblethatthishand,thatface,thoseeyes,allthistreasureoffemininecharmsostrangetomenow,isitpossiblethatitwillonedaybemineforever,asfamiliartomeasIamtomyself?...No,that’simpossible!...”

           “Good-by,Count,”shesaidaloud.“Ishalllookforwardverymuchtoyourreturn,”sheaddedinawhisper.

           Andthesesimplewords,herlook,andtheexpressiononherfacewhichaccompaniedthem,formedfortwomonthsthesubjectofinexhaustiblememories,interpretations,andhappymeditationsforPierre.“‘Ishalllookforwardverymuchtoyourreturn....’Yes,yes,howdidshesayit?Yes,‘Ishalllookforwardverymuchtoyourreturn.’Oh,howhappyIam!Whatishappeningtome?HowhappyIam!”saidPierretohimself.

           

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