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On
December
6
--
St.
Nicholas
'
Day
and
the
prince
's
name
day
--
all
Moscow
came
to
the
prince
's
front
door
but
he
gave
orders
to
admit
no
one
and
to
invite
to
dinner
only
a
small
number
,
a
list
of
whom
he
gave
to
Princess
Mary
.
Métivier
,
who
came
in
the
morning
with
his
felicitations
,
considered
it
proper
in
his
quality
of
doctor
de
forcer
la
consigne
,
*
as
he
told
Princess
Mary
,
and
went
in
to
see
the
prince
.
It
happened
that
on
that
morning
of
his
name
day
the
prince
was
in
one
of
his
worst
moods
.
He
had
been
going
about
the
house
all
the
morning
finding
fault
with
everyone
and
pretending
not
to
understand
what
was
said
to
him
and
not
to
be
understood
himself
.
Princess
Mary
well
knew
this
mood
of
quiet
absorbed
querulousness
,
which
generally
culminated
in
a
burst
of
rage
,
and
she
went
about
all
that
morning
as
though
facing
a
cocked
and
loaded
gun
and
awaited
the
inevitable
explosion
.
Until
the
doctor
's
arrival
the
morning
had
passed
off
safely
.
After
admitting
the
doctor
,
Princess
Mary
sat
down
with
a
book
in
the
drawing
room
near
the
door
through
which
she
could
hear
all
that
passed
in
the
study
.
*
To
force
the
guard
.
At
first
she
heard
only
Métivier
's
voice
,
then
her
father
's
,
then
both
voices
began
speaking
at
the
same
time
,
the
door
was
flung
open
,
and
on
the
threshold
appeared
the
handsome
figure
of
the
terrified
Métivier
with
his
shock
of
black
hair
,
and
the
prince
in
his
dressing
gown
and
fez
,
his
face
distorted
with
fury
and
the
pupils
of
his
eyes
rolled
downwards
.
"
You
do
n't
understand
?
"
shouted
the
prince
,
"
but
I
do
!
French
spy
,
slave
of
Buonaparte
,
spy
,
get
out
of
my
house
!
Be
off
,
I
tell
you
...
"
and
he
slammed
the
door
.
Métivier
,
shrugging
his
shoulders
,
went
up
to
Mademoiselle
Bourienne
who
at
the
sound
of
shouting
had
run
in
from
an
adjoining
room
.
"
The
prince
is
not
very
well
:
bile
and
rush
of
blood
to
the
head
.
Keep
calm
,
I
will
call
again
tomorrow
,
"
said
Métivier
;
and
putting
his
fingers
to
his
lips
he
hastened
away
.
Through
the
study
door
came
the
sound
of
slippered
feet
and
the
cry
:
"
Spies
,
traitors
,
traitors
everywhere
!
Not
a
moment
's
peace
in
my
own
house
!
"
After
Métivier
's
departure
the
old
prince
called
his
daughter
in
,
and
the
whole
weight
of
his
wrath
fell
on
her
.
She
was
to
blame
that
a
spy
had
been
admitted
.
Had
he
not
told
her
,
yes
,
told
her
to
make
a
list
,
and
not
to
admit
anyone
who
was
not
on
that
list
?
Then
why
was
that
scoundrel
admitted
?
She
was
the
cause
of
it
all
.
With
her
,
he
said
,
he
could
not
have
a
moment
's
peace
and
could
not
die
quietly
.
"
No
,
ma'am
!
We
must
part
,
we
must
part
!
Understand
that
,
understand
it
!
I
can
not
endure
any
more
,
"
he
said
,
and
left
the
room
.
