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On
his
way
to
the
house
Pierre
kept
thinking
of
Prince
Andrew
,
of
their
friendship
,
of
his
various
meetings
with
him
,
and
especially
of
the
last
one
at
Borodinó
.
"
Is
it
possible
that
he
died
in
the
bitter
frame
of
mind
he
was
then
in
?
Is
it
possible
that
the
meaning
of
life
was
not
disclosed
to
him
before
he
died
?
"
thought
Pierre
.
He
recalled
Karatáev
and
his
death
and
involuntarily
began
to
compare
these
two
men
,
so
different
,
and
yet
so
similar
in
that
they
had
both
lived
and
both
died
and
in
the
love
he
felt
for
both
of
them
.
Pierre
drove
up
to
the
house
of
the
old
prince
in
a
most
serious
mood
.
The
house
had
escaped
the
fire
;
it
showed
signs
of
damage
but
its
general
aspect
was
unchanged
.
The
old
footman
,
who
met
Pierre
with
a
stern
face
as
if
wishing
to
make
the
visitor
feel
that
the
absence
of
the
old
prince
had
not
disturbed
the
order
of
things
in
the
house
,
informed
him
that
the
princess
had
gone
to
her
own
apartments
,
and
that
she
received
on
Sundays
.
"
Announce
me
.
Perhaps
she
will
see
me
,
"
said
Pierre
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
said
the
man
.
"
Please
step
into
the
portrait
gallery
.
"
A
few
minutes
later
the
footman
returned
with
Dessalles
,
who
brought
word
from
the
princess
that
she
would
be
very
glad
to
see
Pierre
if
he
would
excuse
her
want
of
ceremony
and
come
upstairs
to
her
apartment
.
In
a
rather
low
room
lit
by
one
candle
sat
the
princess
and
with
her
another
person
dressed
in
black
.
Pierre
remembered
that
the
princess
always
had
lady
companions
,
but
who
they
were
and
what
they
were
like
he
never
knew
or
remembered
.
"
This
must
be
one
of
her
companions
,
"
he
thought
,
glancing
at
the
lady
in
the
black
dress
.
The
princess
rose
quickly
to
meet
him
and
held
out
her
hand
.
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
,
looking
at
his
altered
face
after
he
had
kissed
her
hand
,
"
so
this
is
how
we
meet
again
.
He
spoke
of
you
even
at
the
very
last
,
"
she
went
on
,
turning
her
eyes
from
Pierre
to
her
companion
with
a
shyness
that
surprised
him
for
an
instant
.
