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Chapter 9

           

           InacorneroftheroomsomethingredandtinygaveagruntandsquealedinMaryBogdánovna’stremblingwhitehands.

           TwohourslaterPrinceAndrew,steppingsoftly,wentintohisfather’sroom.Theoldmanalreadykneweverything.Hewasstandingclosetothedoorandassoonasitopenedhisrougholdarmsclosedlikeaviseroundhisson’sneck,andwithoutawordhebegantosoblikeachild.

           Threedayslaterthelittleprincesswasburied,andPrinceAndrewwentupthestepstowherethecoffinstood,togiveherthefarewellkiss.Andthereinthecoffinwasthesameface,thoughwithclosedeyes.“Ah,whathaveyoudonetome?”itstillseemedtosay,andPrinceAndrewfeltthatsomethinggavewayinhissoulandthathewasguiltyofasinhecouldneitherremedynorforget.Hecouldnotweep.Theoldmantoocameupandkissedthewaxenlittlehandsthatlayquietlycrossedoneontheotheronherbreast,andtohim,too,herfaceseemedtosay:“Ah,whathaveyoudonetome,andwhy?”Andatthesighttheoldmanturnedangrilyaway.

           Anotherfivedayspassed,andthentheyoungPrinceNicholasAndréevichwasbaptized.Thewetnursesupportedthecoverletwithherchin,whilethepriestwithagoosefeatheranointedtheboy’slittleredandwrinkledsolesandpalms.

           Hisgrandfather,whowashisgodfather,tremblingandafraidofdroppinghim,carriedtheinfantroundthebatteredtinfontandhandedhimovertothegodmother,PrincessMary.PrinceAndrewsatinanotherroom,faintwithfearlestthebabyshouldbedrownedinthefont,andawaitedtheterminationoftheceremony

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