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Princess
Mary
nodded
her
head
,
weeping
.
"
Mary
,
you
know
the
Gosp
...
"
but
he
broke
off
.
"
What
did
you
say
?
"
"
Nothing
.
You
must
n't
cry
here
,
"
he
said
,
looking
at
her
with
the
same
cold
expression
.
When
Princess
Mary
began
to
cry
,
he
understood
that
she
was
crying
at
the
thought
that
little
Nicholas
would
be
left
without
a
father
.
With
a
great
effort
he
tried
to
return
to
life
and
to
see
things
from
their
point
of
view
.
"
Yes
,
to
them
it
must
seem
sad
!
"
he
thought
.
"
But
how
simple
it
is
.
"
The
fowls
of
the
air
sow
not
,
neither
do
they
reap
,
yet
your
Father
feedeth
them
,
"
he
said
to
himself
and
wished
to
say
to
Princess
Mary
;
"
but
no
,
they
will
take
it
their
own
way
,
they
wo
n't
understand
!
They
ca
n't
understand
that
all
those
feelings
they
prize
so
--
all
our
feelings
,
all
those
ideas
that
seem
so
important
to
us
,
are
unnecessary
.
We
can
not
understand
one
another
,
"
and
he
remained
silent
.
Prince
Andrew
's
little
son
was
seven
.
He
could
scarcely
read
,
and
knew
nothing
.
After
that
day
he
lived
through
many
things
,
gaining
knowledge
,
observation
,
and
experience
,
but
had
he
possessed
all
the
faculties
he
afterwards
acquired
,
he
could
not
have
had
a
better
or
more
profound
understanding
of
the
meaning
of
the
scene
he
had
witnessed
between
his
father
,
Mary
,
and
Natásha
,
than
he
had
then
He
understood
it
completely
,
and
,
leaving
the
room
without
crying
,
went
silently
up
to
Natásha
who
had
come
out
with
him
and
looked
shyly
at
her
with
his
beautiful
,
thoughtful
eyes
,
then
his
uplifted
,
rosy
upper
lip
trembled
and
leaning
his
head
against
her
he
began
to
cry
.
After
that
he
avoided
Dessalles
and
the
countess
who
caressed
him
and
either
sat
alone
or
came
timidly
to
Princess
Mary
,
or
to
Natásha
of
whom
he
seemed
even
fonder
than
of
his
aunt
,
and
clung
to
them
quietly
and
shyly
.
