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Chapter 3

           They’vebeentellingtales,”hethought—referringtothelittleprincesswhowasnotinthediningroom.

           “Whereistheprincess?”heasked.“Hiding?”

           “Sheisnotverywell,”answeredMademoiselleBouriennewithabrightsmile,“soshewon’tcomedown.Itisnaturalinherstate.”

           “Hm!Hm!”mutteredtheprince,sittingdown.

           Hisplateseemedtohimnotquiteclean,andpointingtoaspotheflungitaway.Tíkhoncaughtitandhandedittoafootman.Thelittleprincesswasnotunwell,buthadsuchanoverpoweringfearoftheprincethat,hearinghewasinabadhumor,shehaddecidednottoappear.

           “Iamafraidforthebaby,”shesaidtoMademoiselleBourienne:“Heavenknowswhatafrightmightdo.”

           IngeneralatBaldHillsthelittleprincesslivedinconstantfear,andwithasenseofantipathytotheoldprincewhichshedidnotrealizebecausethefearwassomuchthestrongerfeeling.Theprincereciprocatedthisantipathy,butitwasoverpoweredbyhiscontemptforher.WhenthelittleprincesshadgrownaccustomedtolifeatBaldHills,shetookaspecialfancytoMademoiselleBourienne,spentwholedayswithher,askedhertosleepinherroom,andoftentalkedwithherabouttheoldprinceandcriticizedhim.

           “Sowearetohavevisitors,monprince?”remarkedMademoiselleBourienne,unfoldingherwhitenapkinwithherrosyfingers.“HisExcellencyPrinceVasíliKuráginandhisson,Iunderstand?”shesaidinquiringly.

           “Hm!—hisexcellencyisapuppy....Igothimhisappointmentintheservice,”saidtheprincedisdainfully.

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