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After
this
outburst
the
prince
did
not
speak
any
more
about
the
matter
.
But
repressed
vexation
at
his
son
's
poor-spirited
behavior
found
expression
in
his
treatment
of
his
daughter
.
To
his
former
pretexts
for
irony
a
fresh
one
was
now
added
--
allusions
to
stepmothers
and
amiabilities
to
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
.
"
Why
should
n't
I
marry
her
?
"
he
asked
his
daughter
.
"
She
'll
make
a
splendid
princess
!
"
And
latterly
,
to
her
surprise
and
bewilderment
,
Princess
Mary
noticed
that
her
father
was
really
associating
more
and
more
with
the
Frenchwoman
.
She
wrote
to
Prince
Andrew
about
the
reception
of
his
letter
,
but
comforted
him
with
hopes
of
reconciling
their
father
to
the
idea
.
Little
Nicholas
and
his
education
,
her
brother
Andrew
,
and
religion
were
Princess
Mary
's
joys
and
consolations
;
but
besides
that
,
since
everyone
must
have
personal
hopes
,
Princess
Mary
in
the
profoundest
depths
of
her
heart
had
a
hidden
dream
and
hope
that
supplied
the
chief
consolation
of
her
life
.
This
comforting
dream
and
hope
were
given
her
by
God
's
folk
--
the
half-witted
and
other
pilgrims
who
visited
her
without
the
prince
's
knowledge
.
The
longer
she
lived
,
the
more
experience
and
observation
she
had
of
life
,
the
greater
was
her
wonder
at
the
short-sightedness
of
men
who
seek
enjoyment
and
happiness
here
on
earth
:
toiling
,
suffering
,
struggling
,
and
harming
one
another
,
to
obtain
that
impossible
,
visionary
,
sinful
happiness
.
Prince
Andrew
had
loved
his
wife
,
she
died
,
but
that
was
not
enough
:
he
wanted
to
bind
his
happiness
to
another
woman
.
Her
father
objected
to
this
because
he
wanted
a
more
distinguished
and
wealthier
match
for
Andrew
.
And
they
all
struggled
and
suffered
and
tormented
one
another
and
injured
their
souls
,
their
eternal
souls
,
for
the
attainment
of
benefits
which
endure
but
for
an
instant
.
Not
only
do
we
know
this
ourselves
,
but
Christ
,
the
Son
of
God
,
came
down
to
earth
and
told
us
that
this
life
is
but
for
a
moment
and
is
a
probation
;
yet
we
cling
to
it
and
think
to
find
happiness
in
it
.
"
How
is
it
that
no
one
realizes
this
?
"
thought
Princess
Mary
.
"
No
one
except
these
despised
God
's
folk
who
,
wallet
on
back
,
come
to
me
by
the
back
door
,
afraid
of
being
seen
by
the
prince
,
not
for
fear
of
ill-usage
by
him
but
for
fear
of
causing
him
to
sin
.
To
leave
family
,
home
,
and
all
the
cares
of
worldly
welfare
,
in
order
without
clinging
to
anything
to
wander
in
hempen
rags
from
place
to
place
under
an
assumed
name
,
doing
no
one
any
harm
but
praying
for
all
--
for
those
who
drive
one
away
as
well
as
for
those
who
protect
one
:
higher
than
that
life
and
truth
there
is
no
life
or
truth
!
"
There
was
one
pilgrim
,
a
quiet
pockmarked
little
woman
of
fifty
called
Theodosia
,
who
for
over
thirty
years
had
gone
about
barefoot
and
worn
heavy
chains
.
Princess
Mary
was
particularly
fond
of
her
.
Once
,
when
in
a
room
with
a
lamp
dimly
lit
before
the
icon
Theodosia
was
talking
of
her
life
,
the
thought
that
Theodosia
alone
had
found
the
true
path
of
life
suddenly
came
to
Princess
Mary
with
such
force
that
she
resolved
to
become
a
pilgrim
herself
.
When
Theodosia
had
gone
to
sleep
Princess
Mary
thought
about
this
for
a
long
time
,
and
at
last
made
up
her
mind
that
,
strange
as
it
might
seem
,
she
must
go
on
a
pilgrimage
.
She
disclosed
this
thought
to
no
one
but
to
her
confessor
,
Father
Akínfi
,
the
monk
,
and
he
approved
of
her
intention
.
Under
guise
of
a
present
for
the
pilgrims
,
Princess
Mary
prepared
a
pilgrim
's
complete
costume
for
herself
:
a
coarse
smock
,
bast
shoes
,
a
rough
coat
,
and
a
black
kerchief
.
Often
,
approaching
the
chest
of
drawers
containing
this
secret
treasure
,
Princess
Mary
paused
,
uncertain
whether
the
time
had
not
already
come
to
put
her
project
into
execution
Often
,
listening
to
the
pilgrims
'
tales
,
she
was
so
stimulated
by
their
simple
speech
,
mechanical
to
them
but
to
her
so
full
of
deep
meaning
,
that
several
times
she
was
on
the
point
of
abandoning
everything
and
running
away
from
home
.
In
imagination
she
already
pictured
herself
by
Theodosia
's
side
,
dressed
in
coarse
rags
,
walking
with
a
staff
,
a
wallet
on
her
back
,
along
the
dusty
road
,
directing
her
wanderings
from
one
saint
's
shrine
to
another
,
free
from
envy
,
earthly
love
,
or
desire
,
and
reaching
at
last
the
place
where
there
is
no
more
sorrow
or
sighing
,
but
eternal
joy
and
bliss
.
"
I
shall
come
to
a
place
and
pray
there
,
and
before
having
time
to
get
used
to
it
or
getting
to
love
it
,
I
shall
go
farther
.
I
will
go
on
till
my
legs
fail
,
and
I
'll
lie
down
and
die
somewhere
,
and
shall
at
last
reach
that
eternal
,
quiet
haven
,
where
there
is
neither
sorrow
nor
sighing
...
"
thought
Princess
Mary
.
But
afterwards
,
when
she
saw
her
father
and
especially
little
Koko
(
Nicholas
)
,
her
resolve
weakened
.
She
wept
quietly
,
and
felt
that
she
was
a
sinner
who
loved
her
father
and
little
nephew
more
than
God
.
The
Bible
legend
tells
us
that
the
absence
of
labor
--
idleness
--
was
a
condition
of
the
first
man
's
blessedness
before
the
Fall
.
Fallen
man
has
retained
a
love
of
idleness
,
but
the
curse
weighs
on
the
race
not
only
because
we
have
to
seek
our
bread
in
the
sweat
of
our
brows
,
but
because
our
moral
nature
is
such
that
we
can
not
be
both
idle
and
at
ease
.
An
inner
voice
tells
us
we
are
in
the
wrong
if
we
are
idle
.
If
man
could
find
a
state
in
which
he
felt
that
though
idle
he
was
fulfilling
his
duty
,
he
would
have
found
one
of
the
conditions
of
man
's
primitive
blessedness
.
And
such
a
state
of
obligatory
and
irreproachable
idleness
is
the
lot
of
a
whole
class
--
the
military
.
The
chief
attraction
of
military
service
has
consisted
and
will
consist
in
this
compulsory
and
irreproachable
idleness
.
