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Then
the
voice
said
something
more
,
Demyán
replied
,
and
the
steps
in
the
felt
boots
approached
the
unseen
bend
of
the
staircase
more
rapidly
.
"
It
's
Andrew
!
"
thought
Princess
Mary
.
"
No
it
ca
n't
be
,
that
would
be
too
extraordinary
,
"
and
at
the
very
moment
she
thought
this
,
the
face
and
figure
of
Prince
Andrew
,
in
a
fur
cloak
the
deep
collar
of
which
covered
with
snow
,
appeared
on
the
landing
where
the
footman
stood
with
the
candle
.
Yes
,
it
was
he
,
pale
,
thin
,
with
a
changed
and
strangely
softened
but
agitated
expression
on
his
face
.
He
came
up
the
stairs
and
embraced
his
sister
.
"
You
did
not
get
my
letter
?
"
he
asked
,
and
not
waiting
for
a
reply
--
which
he
would
not
have
received
,
for
the
princess
was
unable
to
speak
--
he
turned
back
,
rapidly
mounted
the
stairs
again
with
the
doctor
who
had
entered
the
hall
after
him
(
they
had
met
at
the
last
post
station
)
,
and
again
embraced
his
sister
.
"
What
a
strange
fate
,
Másha
darling
!
"
And
having
taken
off
his
cloak
and
felt
boots
,
he
went
to
the
little
princess
'
apartment
.
The
little
princess
lay
supported
by
pillows
,
with
a
white
cap
on
her
head
(
the
pains
had
just
left
her
)
.
Strands
of
her
black
hair
lay
round
her
inflamed
and
perspiring
cheeks
,
her
charming
rosy
mouth
with
its
downy
lip
was
open
and
she
was
smiling
joyfully
.
Prince
Andrew
entered
and
paused
facing
her
at
the
foot
of
the
sofa
on
which
she
was
lying
.
Her
glittering
eyes
,
filled
with
childlike
fear
and
excitement
,
rested
on
him
without
changing
their
expression
.
"
I
love
you
all
and
have
done
no
harm
to
anyone
;
why
must
I
suffer
so
?
Help
me
!
"
her
look
seemed
to
say
.
She
saw
her
husband
,
but
did
not
realize
the
significance
of
his
appearance
before
her
now
.
Prince
Andrew
went
round
the
sofa
and
kissed
her
forehead
.
"
My
darling
!
"
he
said
--
a
word
he
had
never
used
to
her
before
.
"
God
is
merciful
...
"
She
looked
at
him
inquiringly
and
with
childlike
reproach
.
"
I
expected
help
from
you
and
I
get
none
,
none
from
you
either
!
"
said
her
eyes
.
She
was
not
surprised
at
his
having
come
;
she
did
not
realize
that
he
had
come
.
His
coming
had
nothing
to
do
with
her
sufferings
or
with
their
relief
.
The
pangs
began
again
and
Mary
Bogdánovna
advised
Prince
Andrew
to
leave
the
room
.
The
doctor
entered
.
Prince
Andrew
went
out
and
,
meeting
Princess
Mary
,
again
joined
her
.
They
began
talking
in
whispers
,
but
their
talk
broke
off
at
every
moment
.
They
waited
and
listened
.
"
Go
,
dear
,
"
said
Princess
Mary
.
