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"
Natásha
,
he
is
no
more
,
no
more
!
"
And
embracing
her
daughter
,
the
countess
began
to
weep
for
the
first
time
.
Princess
Mary
postponed
her
departure
.
Sónya
and
the
count
tried
to
replace
Natásha
but
could
not
.
They
saw
that
she
alone
was
able
to
restrain
her
mother
from
unreasoning
despair
.
For
three
weeks
Natásha
remained
constantly
at
her
mother
's
side
,
sleeping
on
a
lounge
chair
in
her
room
,
making
her
eat
and
drink
,
and
talking
to
her
incessantly
because
the
mere
sound
of
her
tender
,
caressing
tones
soothed
her
mother
.
The
mother
's
wounded
spirit
could
not
heal
.
Pétya
's
death
had
torn
from
her
half
her
life
.
When
the
news
of
Pétya
's
death
had
come
she
had
been
a
fresh
and
vigorous
woman
of
fifty
,
but
a
month
later
she
left
her
room
a
listless
old
woman
taking
no
interest
in
life
.
But
the
same
blow
that
almost
killed
the
countess
,
this
second
blow
,
restored
Natásha
to
life
.
A
spiritual
wound
produced
by
a
rending
of
the
spiritual
body
is
like
a
physical
wound
and
,
strange
as
it
may
seem
,
just
as
a
deep
wound
may
heal
and
its
edges
join
,
physical
and
spiritual
wounds
alike
can
yet
heal
completely
only
as
the
result
of
a
vital
force
from
within
.
Natásha
's
wound
healed
in
that
way
.
She
thought
her
life
was
ended
,
but
her
love
for
her
mother
unexpectedly
showed
her
that
the
essence
of
life
--
love
--
was
still
active
within
her
.
Love
awoke
and
so
did
life
.
Prince
Andrew
's
last
days
had
bound
Princess
Mary
and
Natásha
together
;
this
new
sorrow
brought
them
still
closer
to
one
another
.
Princess
Mary
put
off
her
departure
,
and
for
three
weeks
looked
after
Natásha
as
if
she
had
been
a
sick
child
.
The
last
weeks
passed
in
her
mother
's
bedroom
had
strained
Natásha
's
physical
strength
.
One
afternoon
noticing
Natásha
shivering
with
fever
,
Princess
Mary
took
her
to
her
own
room
and
made
her
lie
down
on
the
bed
.
Natásha
lay
down
,
but
when
Princess
Mary
had
drawn
the
blinds
and
was
going
away
she
called
her
back
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
sleep
,
Mary
,
sit
by
me
a
little
.
"
"
You
are
tired
--
try
to
sleep
.
"
