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It
was
evident
that
Prince
Andrew
's
ironical
tone
toward
the
pilgrims
and
Princess
Mary
's
helpless
attempts
to
protect
them
were
their
customary
long-established
relations
on
the
matter
.
"
Mais
,
ma
bonne
amie
,
"
said
Prince
Andrew
,
"
vous
devriez
au
contraire
m
'
être
reconnaissante
de
ce
que
j'
explique
à
Pierre
votre
intimité
avec
ce
jeune
homme
.
"
*
*
"
But
,
my
dear
,
you
ought
on
the
contrary
to
be
grateful
to
me
for
explaining
to
Pierre
your
intimacy
with
this
young
man
.
"
"
Really
?
"
said
Pierre
,
gazing
over
his
spectacles
with
curiosity
and
seriousness
(
for
which
Princess
Mary
was
specially
grateful
to
him
)
into
Ivánushka
's
face
,
who
,
seeing
that
she
was
being
spoken
about
,
looked
round
at
them
all
with
crafty
eyes
.
Princess
Mary
's
embarrassment
on
her
people
's
account
was
quite
unnecessary
.
They
were
not
in
the
least
abashed
.
The
old
woman
,
lowering
her
eyes
but
casting
side
glances
at
the
newcomers
,
had
turned
her
cup
upside
down
and
placed
a
nibbled
bit
of
sugar
beside
it
,
and
sat
quietly
in
her
armchair
,
though
hoping
to
be
offered
another
cup
of
tea
.
Ivánushka
,
sipping
out
of
her
saucer
,
looked
with
sly
womanish
eyes
from
under
her
brows
at
the
young
men
.
"
Where
have
you
been
?
To
Kiev
?
"
Prince
Andrew
asked
the
old
woman
.
"
I
have
,
good
sir
,
"
she
answered
garrulously
.
"
Just
at
Christmastime
I
was
deemed
worthy
to
partake
of
the
holy
and
heavenly
sacrament
at
the
shrine
of
the
saint
.
And
now
I
'm
from
Kolyázin
,
master
,
where
a
great
and
wonderful
blessing
has
been
revealed
.
"
"
And
was
Ivánushka
with
you
?
"
