Thedoctor，whowasfetchedthatsamenight，bledhimandsaidthattheprincehadhadseizureaparalyzinghisrightside。
ItwasbecomingmoreandmoredangeroustoremainatBaldHills，andnextdaytheymovedtheprincetoBogucharovo，thedoctoraccompanyinghim。
BythetimetheyreachedBogucharovo，DessallesandthelittleprincehadalreadyleftforMoscow。
ForthreeweekstheoldprincelaystrickenbyparalysisinthenewhousePrinceAndrewhadbuiltatBogucharovo，everinthesamestate，gettingneitherbetternorworse。Hewasunconsciousandlaylikeadistortedcorpse。Hemutteredunceasingly，hiseyebrowsandlipstwitching，anditwasimpossibletotellwhetherheunderstoodwhatwasgoingonaroundhimornot。Onethingwascertain—thathewassufferingandwishedtosaysomething。Butwhatitwas，noonecouldtell：itmightbesomecapriceofasickandhalf—crazyman，oritmightrelatetopublicaffairs，orpossiblytofamilyconcerns。
Thedoctorsaidthisrestlessnessdidnotmeananythingandwasduetophysicalcauses；butPrincessMarythoughthewishedtotellhersomething，andthefactthatherpresencealwaysincreasedhisrestlessnessconfirmedheropinion。
Hewasevidentlysufferingbothphysicallyandmentally。Therewasnohopeofrecovery。Itwasimpossibleforhimtotravel，itwouldnotdotolethimdieontheroad。"Woulditnotbebetteriftheenddidcome，theveryend？"PrincessMarysometimesthought。Nightandday，hardlysleepingatall，shewatchedhimand，terribletosay，oftenwatchedhimnotwithhopeoffindingsignsofimprovementbutwishingtofindsymptomsoftheapproachoftheend。
Strangeasitwastohertoacknowledgethisfeelinginherself，yetthereitwas。Andwhatseemedstillmoreterribletoherwasthatsinceherfather’sillnessbeganperhapsevensooner，whenshestayedwithhimexpectingsomethingtohappen，allthepersonaldesiresandhopesthathadbeenforgottenorsleepingwithinherhadawakened。
Thoughtsthathadnotenteredhermindforyears—thoughtsofalifefreefromthefearofherfather，andeventhepossibilityofloveandoffamilyhappiness—floatedcontinuallyinherimaginationliketemptationsofthedevil。Thrustthemasideasshewould，questionscontinuallyrecurredtoherastohowshewouldorderherlifenow，afterthat。TheseweretemptationsofthedevilandPrincessMaryknewit。Sheknewthatthesoleweaponagainsthimwasprayer，andshetriedtopray。Sheassumedanattitudeofprayer，lookedattheicons，repeatedthewordsofaprayer，butshecouldnotpray。Shefeltthatadifferentworldhadnowtakenpossessionofher—thelifeofaworldofstrenuousandfreeactivity，quiteopposedtothespiritualworldinwhichtillnowshehadbeenconfinedandinwhichhergreatestcomforthadbeenprayer。Shecouldnotpray，couldnotweep，andworldlycarestookpossessionofher。
ItwasbecomingdangeroustoremaininBogucharovo。NewsoftheapproachoftheFrenchcamefromallsides，andinonevillage，tenmilesfromBogucharovo，ahomesteadhadbeenlootedbyFrenchmarauders。
Thedoctorinsistedonthenecessityofmovingtheprince；theprovincialMarshaloftheNobilitysentanofficialtoPrincessMarytopersuadehertogetawayasquicklyaspossible，andtheheadoftheruralpolicehavingcometoBogucharovourgedthesamething，sayingthattheFrenchwereonlysometwenty—fivemilesaway，thatFrenchproclamationswerecirculatinginthevillages，andthatiftheprincessdidnottakeherfatherawaybeforethefifteenth，hecouldnotanswerfortheconsequences。
Theprincessdecidedtoleaveonthefifteenth。Thecaresofpreparationandgivingorders，forwhicheveryonecametoher，occupiedherallday。Shespentthenightofthefourteenthasusual，withoutundressing，intheroomnexttotheonewheretheprincelay。Severaltimes，wakingup，sheheardhisgroansandmuttering，thecreakofhisbed，andthestepsofTikhonandthedoctorwhentheyturnedhimover。Severaltimesshelistenedatthedoor，anditseemedtoherthathismutteringswerelouderthanusualandthattheyturnedhimoveroftener。Shecouldnotsleepandseveraltimeswenttothedoorandlistened，wishingtoenterbutnotdecidingtodoso。Thoughhedidnotspeak，PrincessMarysawandknewhowunpleasanteverysignofanxietyonhisaccountwastohim。Shehadnoticedwithwhatdissatisfactionheturnedfromthelookshesometimesinvoluntarilyfixedonhim。Sheknewthathergoinginduringthenightatanunusualhourwouldirritatehim。
Butneverhadshefeltsogrievedforhimorsomuchafraidoflosinghim。Sherecalledallherlifewithhimandineverywordandactofhisfoundanexpressionofhisloveofher。Occasionallyamidthesememoriestemptationsofthedevilwouldsurgeintoherimagination：thoughtsofhowthingswouldbeafterhisdeath，andhowhernew，liberatedlifewouldbeordered。Butshedrovethesethoughtsawaywithdisgust。Towardmorninghebecamequietandshefellasleep。
Shewokelate。Thatsinceritywhichoftencomeswithwakingshowedherclearlywhatchieflyconcernedheraboutherfather’sillness。
Onwakingshelistenedtowhatwasgoingonbehindthedoorand，hearinghimgroan，saidtoherselfwithasighthatthingswerestillthesame。
"Butwhatcouldhavehappened？WhatdidIwant？Iwanthisdeath！"
shecriedwithafeelingofloathingforherself。
Shewashed，dressed，saidherprayers，andwentouttotheporch。Infrontofitstoodcarriageswithouthorsesandthingswerebeingpackedintothevehicles。
Itwasawarm，graymorning。PrincessMarystoppedattheporch，stillhorrifiedbyherspiritualbasenessandtryingtoarrangeherthoughtsbeforegoingtoherfather。Thedoctorcamedownstairsandwentouttoher。
"Heisalittlebettertoday，"saidhe。"Iwaslookingforyou。
Onecanmakeoutsomethingofwhatheissaying。Hisheadisclearer。Comein，heisaskingforyou……"
PrincessMary’sheartbeatsoviolentlyatthisnewsthatshegrewpaleandleanedagainstthewalltokeepfromfalling。Toseehim，talktohim，feelhiseyesonhernowthatherwholesoulwasoverflowingwiththosedreadful，wickedtemptations，wasatormentofjoyandterror。
"Come，"saidthedoctor。
PrincessMaryenteredherfather’sroomandwentuptohisbed。Hewaslyingonhisbackproppeduphigh，andhissmallbonyhandswiththeirknottedpurpleveinswerelyingonthequilt；hislefteyegazedstraightbeforehim，hisrighteyewasawry，andhisbrowsandlipsmotionless。Heseemedaltogethersothin，small，andpathetic。Hisfaceseemedtohaveshriveledormelted；hisfeatureshadgrownsmaller。PrincessMarywentupandkissedhishand。Hislefthandpressedherssothatsheunderstoodthathehadlongbeenwaitingforhertocome。Hetwitchedherhand，andhisbrowsandlipsquiveredangrily。
Shelookedathimindismaytryingtoguesswhathewantedofher。
Whenshechangedherpositionsothathislefteyecouldseeherfacehecalmeddown，nottakinghiseyesoffherforsomeseconds。
Thenhislipsandtonguemoved，soundscame，andhebegantospeak，gazingtimidlyandimploringlyather，evidentlyafraidthatshemightnotunderstand。
StrainingallherfacultiesPrincessMarylookedathim。Thecomiceffortswithwhichhemovedhistonguemadeherdrophereyesandwithdifficultyrepressthesobsthatrosetoherthroat。Hesaidsomething，repeatingthesamewordsseveraltimes。Shecouldnotunderstandthem，buttriedtoguesswhathewassayingandinquiringlyrepeatedthewordsheuttered。
"Mmm……ar……ate……ate……"herepeatedseveraltimes。
Itwasquiteimpossibletounderstandthesesounds。Thedoctorthoughthehadguessedthem，andinquiringlyrepeated："Mary，areyouafraid？"Theprinceshookhishead，againrepeatedthesamesounds。
"Mymind，mymindaches？"questionedPrincessMary。
Hemadeamumblingsoundinconfirmationofthis，tookherhand，andbeganpressingittodifferentpartsofhisbreastasiftryingtofindtherightplaceforit。
"Alwaysthoughts……aboutyou……thoughts……"hethenutteredmuchmoreclearlythanhehaddonebefore，nowthathewassureofbeingunderstood。
PrincessMarypressedherheadagainsthishand，tryingtohidehersobsandtears。
Hemovedhishandoverherhair。
"Ihavebeencallingyouallnight……"hebroughtout。
"IfonlyIhadknown……"shesaidthroughhertears。"Iwasafraidtocomein。"
Hepressedherhand。
"Weren’tyouasleep？"
"No，Ididnotsleep，"saidPrincessMary，shakingherhead。
Unconsciouslyimitatingherfather，shenowtriedtoexpressherselfashedid，asmuchaspossiblebysigns，andhertonguetooseemedtomovewithdifficulty。
"Dearone……Dearest……"PrincessMarycouldnotquitemakeoutwhathehadsaid，butfromhislookitwasclearthathehadutteredatendercaressingwordsuchashehadneverusedtoherbefore。"Whydidn’tyoucomein？"
"AndIwaswishingforhisdeath！"thoughtPrincessMary。
Hewassilentawhile。
"Thankyou……daughterdear！……forall，forall……forgive！……
thankyou！……forgive！……thankyou！……"andtearsbegantoflowfromhiseyes。"CallAndrew！"hesaidsuddenly，andachildish，timidexpressionofdoubtshoweditselfonhisfaceashespoke。
Hehimselfseemedawarethathisdemandwasmeaningless。SoatleastitseemedtoPrincessMary。
"Ihavealetterfromhim，"shereplied。
Heglancedatherwithtimidsurprise。
"Whereishe？"
"He’swiththearmy，Father，atSmolensk。"
Heclosedhiseyesandremainedsilentalongtime。Thenasifinanswertohisdoubtsandtoconfirmthefactthatnowheunderstoodandrememberedeverything，henoddedhisheadandreopenedhiseyes。
"Yes，"hesaid，softlyanddistinctly。"Russiahasperished。They’vedestroyedher。"
Andhebegantosob，andagaintearsflowedfromhiseyes。
PrincessMarycouldnolongerrestrainherselfandweptwhileshegazedathisface。
Againheclosedhiseyes。Hissobsceased，hepointedtohiseyes，andTikhon，understandinghim，wipedawaythetears。
Thenheagainopenedhiseyesandsaidsomethingnoneofthemcouldunderstandforalongtime，tillatlastTikhonunderstoodandrepeatedit。PrincessMaryhadsoughtthemeaningofhiswordsinthemoodinwhichhehadjustbeenspeaking。ShethoughthewasspeakingofRussia，orPrinceAndrew，ofherself，ofhisgrandson，orofhisowndeath，andsoshecouldnotguesshiswords。
"Putonyourwhitedress。Ilikeit，"waswhathesaid。
HavingunderstoodthisPrincessMarysobbedstilllouder，andthedoctortakingherarmledherouttotheveranda，soothingherandtryingtopersuadehertoprepareforherjourney。Whenshehadlefttheroomtheprinceagainbeganspeakingabouthisson，aboutthewar，andabouttheEmperor，angrilytwitchinghisbrowsandraisinghishoarsevoice，andthenhehadasecondandfinalstroke。
PrincessMarystayedontheveranda。Thedayhadcleared，itwashotandsunny。Shecouldunderstandnothing，thinkofnothingandfeelnothing，exceptpassionateloveforherfather，lovesuchasshethoughtshehadneverfelttillthatmoment。Sheranoutsobbingintothegardenandasfarasthepond，alongtheavenuesofyounglimetreesPrinceAndrewhadplanted。
"Yes……I……I……Iwishedforhisdeath！Yes，Iwantedittoendquicker……Iwishedtobeatpeace……Andwhatwillbecomeofme？
Whatusewillpeacebewhenheisnolongerhere？"PrincessMarymurmured，pacingthegardenwithhurriedstepsandpressingherhandstoherbosomwhichheavedwithconvulsivesobs。
Whenshehadcompletedthetourofthegarden，whichbroughtheragaintothehouse，shesawMademoiselleBourienne—whohadremainedatBogucharovoanddidnotwishtoleaveit—comingtowardherwithastranger。ThiswastheMarshaloftheNobilityofthedistrict，whohadcomepersonallytopointouttotheprincessthenecessityforherpromptdeparture。PrincessMarylistenedwithoutunderstandinghim；sheledhimtothehouse，offeredhimlunch，andsatdownwithhim。Then，excusingherself，shewenttothedooroftheoldprince’sroom。Thedoctorcameoutwithanagitatedfaceandsaidshecouldnotenter。
"Goaway，Princess！Goaway……goaway！"
Shereturnedtothegardenandsatdownonthegrassatthefootoftheslopebythepond，wherenoonecouldseeher。Shedidnotknowhowlongshehadbeentherewhenshewasarousedbythesoundofawoman’sfootstepsrunningalongthepath。SheroseandsawDunyashahermaid，whowasevidentlylookingforher，andwhostoppedsuddenlyasifinalarmonseeinghermistress。
"Pleasecome，Princess……ThePrince，"saidDunyashainabreakingvoice。
"Immediately，I’mcoming，I’mcoming！"repliedtheprincesshurriedly，notgivingDunyashatimetofinishwhatshewassaying，andtryingtoavoidseeingthegirlsherantowardthehouse。
"Princess，it’sGod’swill！Youmustbepreparedforeverything，"
saidtheMarshal，meetingheratthehousedoor。
"Letmealone；it’snottrue！"shecriedangrilytohim。
Thedoctortriedtostopher。Shepushedhimasideandrantoherfather’sdoor。"Whyarethesepeoplewithfrightenedfacesstoppingme？Idon’twantanyofthem！Andwhataretheydoinghere？"shethought。Sheopenedthedoorandthebrightdaylightinthatpreviouslydarkenedroomstartledher。Intheroomwerehernurseandotherwomen。Theyalldrewbackfromthebed，makingwayforher。Hewasstilllyingonthebedasbefore，butthesternexpressionofhisquietfacemadePrincessMarystopshortonthethreshold。
"No，he’snotdead—it’simpossible！"shetoldherselfandapproachedhim，andrepressingtheterrorthatseizedher，shepressedherlipstohischeek。Butshesteppedbackimmediately。Alltheforceofthetendernessshehadbeenfeelingforhimvanishedinstantlyandwasreplacedbyafeelingofhorroratwhatlaytherebeforeher。"No，heisnomore！Heisnot，butherewherehewasissomethingunfamiliarandhostile，somedreadful，terrifying，andrepellentmystery！"Andhidingherfaceinherhands，PrincessMarysankintothearmsofthedoctor，whoheldherup。
InthepresenceofTikhonandthedoctorthewomenwashedwhathadbeentheprince，tiedhisheadupwithahandkerchiefthatthemouthshouldnotstiffenwhileopen，andwithanotherhandkerchieftiedtogetherthelegsthatwerealreadyspreadingapart。Thentheydressedhiminuniformwithhisdecorationsandplacedhisshriveledlittlebodyonatable。Heavenonlyknowswhoarrangedallthisandwhen，butitallgotdoneasifofitsownaccord。Towardnightcandleswereburningroundhiscoffin，apallwasspreadoverit，thefloorwasstrewnwithspraysofjuniper，aprintedbandwastuckedinunderhisshriveledhead，andinacorneroftheroomsatachanterreadingthepsalms。
Justashorsesshyandsnortandgatheraboutadeadhorse，sotheinmatesofthehouseandstrangerscrowdedintothedrawingroomroundthecoffin—theMarshal，thevillageElder，peasantwomen—andallwithfixedandfrightenedeyes，crossingthemselves，bowedandkissedtheoldprince’scoldandstiffenedhand。
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UntilPrinceAndrewsettledinBogucharovoitsownershadalwaysbeenabsentees，anditspeasantswereofquiteadifferentcharacterfromthoseofBaldHills。Theydifferedfromtheminspeech，dress，anddisposition。Theywerecalledsteppepeasants。TheoldprinceusedtoapproveofthemfortheirenduranceatworkwhentheycametoBaldHillstohelpwiththeharvestortodigponds，andditches，buthedislikedthemfortheirboorishness。
PrinceAndrew’slaststayatBogucharovo，whenheintroducedhospitalsandschoolsandreducedthequitrentthepeasantshadtopay，hadnotsoftenedtheirdispositionbuthadonthecontrarystrengthenedinthemthetraitsofcharactertheoldprincecalledboorishness。Variousobscurerumorswerealwayscurrentamongthem：atonetimearumorthattheywouldallbeenrolledasCossacks；atanotherofanewreligiontowhichtheywerealltobeconverted；thenofsomeproclamationoftheTsar’sandofanoathtotheTsarPaulin1797inconnectionwithwhichitwasrumoredthatfreedomhadbeengrantedthembutthelandownershadstoppedit，thenofPeterFedorovich’sreturntothethroneinsevenyears’time，wheneverythingwouldbemadefreeandso"simple"thattherewouldbenorestrictions。RumorsofthewarwithBonaparteandhisinvasionwereconnectedintheirmindswiththesamesortofvaguenotionsofAntichrist，theendoftheworld，and"purefreedom。"
InthevicinityofBogucharovowerelargevillagesbelongingtothecrownortoownerswhoseserfspaidquitrentandcouldworkwheretheypleased。Therewereveryfewresidentlandlordsintheneighborhoodandalsoveryfewdomesticorliterateserfs，andinthelivesofthepeasantryofthosepartsthemysteriousundercurrentsinthelifeoftheRussianpeople，thecausesandmeaningofwhicharesobafflingtocontemporaries，weremoreclearlyandstronglynoticeablethanamongothers。Oneinstance，whichhadoccurredsometwentyyearsbefore，wasamovementamongthepeasantstoemigratetosomeunknown"warmrivers。"Hundredsofpeasants，amongthemtheBogucharovofolk，suddenlybegansellingtheircattleandmovinginwholefamiliestowardthesoutheast。Asbirdsmigratetosomewherebeyondthesea，sothesemenwiththeirwivesandchildrenstreamedtothesoutheast，topartswherenoneofthemhadeverbeen。Theysetoffincaravans，boughttheirfreedomonebyoneorranaway，anddroveorwalkedtowardthe"warmrivers。"Manyofthemwerepunished，somesenttoSiberia，manydiedofcoldandhungerontheroad，manyreturnedoftheirownaccord，andthemovementdieddownofitselfjustasithadsprungup，withoutapparentreason。Butsuchundercurrentsstillexistedamongthepeopleandgatherednewforcesreadytomanifestthemselvesjustasstrangely，unexpectedly，andatthesametimesimply，naturally，andforcibly。Nowin1812，toanyonelivinginclosetouchwiththesepeopleitwasapparentthattheseundercurrentswereactingstronglyandnearinganeruption。
Alpatych，whohadreachedBogucharovoshortlybeforetheoldprince’sdeath，noticedanagitationamongthepeasants，andthatcontrarytowhatwashappeningintheBaldHillsdistrict，whereoveraradiusoffortymilesallthepeasantsweremovingawayandleavingtheirvillagestobedevastatedbytheCossacks，thepeasantsinthestepperegionroundBogucharovowere，itwasrumored，intouchwiththeFrench，receivedleafletsfromthemthatpassedfromhandtohand，anddidnotmigrate。HelearnedfromdomesticserfsloyaltohimthatthepeasantKarp，whopossessedgreatinfluenceinthevillagecommuneandhadrecentlybeenawaydrivingagovernmenttransport，hadreturnedwithnewsthattheCossacksweredestroyingdesertedvillages，butthattheFrenchdidnotharmthem。AlpatychalsoknewthatonthepreviousdayanotherpeasanthadevenbroughtfromthevillageofVisloukhovo，whichwasoccupiedbytheFrench，aproclamationbyaFrenchgeneralthatnoharmwouldbedonetotheinhabitants，andiftheyremainedtheywouldbepaidforanythingtakenfromthem。AsproofofthisthepeasanthadbroughtfromVisloukhovoahundredrublesinnoteshedidnotknowthattheywerefalsepaidtohiminadvanceforhay。
Moreimportantstill，AlpatychlearnedthatonthemorningoftheverydayhegavethevillageElderorderstocollectcartstomovetheprincess’luggagefromBogucharovo，therehadbeenavillagemeetingatwhichithadbeendecidednottomovebuttowait。Yettherewasnotimetowaste。Onthefifteenth，thedayoftheoldprince’sdeath，theMarshalhadinsistedonPrincessMary’sleavingatonce，asitwasbecomingdangerous。Hehadtoldherthatafterthesixteenthhecouldnotberesponsibleforwhatmighthappen。OntheeveningofthedaytheoldprincediedtheMarshalwentaway，promisingtoreturnnextdayforthefuneral。Butthishewasunabletodo，forhereceivedtidingsthattheFrenchhadunexpectedlyadvanced，andhadbarelytimetoremovehisownfamilyandvaluablesfromhisestate。
ForsomethirtyyearsBogucharovohadbeenmanagedbythevillageElder，Dron，whomtheoldprincecalledbythediminutive"Dronushka。"
Dronwasoneofthosephysicallyandmentallyvigorouspeasantswhogrowbigbeardsassoonastheyareofageandgoonunchangedtilltheyaresixtyorseventy，withoutagrayhairorthelossofatooth，asstraightandstrongatsixtyasatthirty。
Soonafterthemigrationtothe"warmrivers，"inwhichhehadtakenpartliketherest，DronwasmadevillageElderandoverseerofBogucharovo，andhadsincefilledthatpostirreproachablyfortwenty—threeyears。Thepeasantsfearedhimmorethantheydidtheirmaster。Themasters，boththeoldprinceandtheyoung，andthestewardrespectedhimandjestinglycalledhim"theMinister。"
DuringthewholetimeofhisserviceDronhadneverbeendrunkorill，neveraftersleeplessnightsorthehardesttaskshadheshowntheleastfatigue，andthoughhecouldnotreadhehadneverforgottenasinglemoneyaccountorthenumberofquartersofflourinanyoftheendlesscartloadshesoldfortheprince，norasingleshockofthewholecorncroponanysingleacreoftheBogucharovofields。
Alpatych，arrivingfromthedevastatedBaldHillsestate，sentforhisDrononthedayoftheprince’sfuneralandtoldhimtohavetwelvehorsesgotreadyfortheprincess’carriagesandeighteencartsforthethingstoberemovedfromBogucharovo。Thoughthepeasantspaidquitrent，Alpatychthoughtnodifficultywouldbemadeaboutcomplyingwiththisorder，forthereweretwohundredandthirtyhouseholdsatworkinBogucharovoandthepeasantswerewelltodo。
ButonhearingtheorderDronloweredhiseyesandremainedsilent。
Alpatychnamedcertainpeasantsheknew，fromwhomhetoldhimtotakethecarts。
Dronrepliedthatthehorsesofthesepeasantswereawaycarting。
Alpatychnamedothers，buttheytoo，accordingtoDron，hadnohorsesavailable：somehorseswerecartingforthegovernment，othersweretooweak，andothershaddiedforwantoffodder。Itseemedthatnohorsescouldbehadevenforthecarriages，muchlessforthecarting。
AlpatychlookedintentlyatDronandfrowned。JustasDronwasamodelvillageElder，soAlpatychhadnotmanagedtheprince’sestatesfortwentyyearsinvain。Heamodelsteward，possessinginthehighestdegreethefacultyofdiviningtheneedsandinstinctsofthosehedealtwith。HavingglancedatDronheatonceunderstoodthathisanswersdidnotexpresshispersonalviewsbutthegeneralmoodoftheBogucharovocommune，bywhichtheElderhadalreadybeencarriedaway。ButhealsoknewthatDron，whohadacquiredpropertyandwashatedbythecommune，mustbehesitatingbetweenthetwocamps：themasters’andtheserfs’。HenoticedthishesitationinDron’slookandthereforefrownedandmovedcloseruptohim。
"Nowjustlisten，Dronushka，"saidhe。"Don’ttalknonsensetome。
HisexcellencyPrinceAndrewhimselfgavemeorderstomoveallthepeopleawayandnotleavethemwiththeenemy，andthereisanorderfromtheTsaraboutittoo。AnyonewhostaysisatraitortotheTsar。
Doyouhear？"
"Ihear，"Dronansweredwithoutliftinghiseyes。
Alpatychwasnotsatisfiedwiththisreply。
"Eh，Dron，itwillturnoutbadly！"hesaid，shakinghishead。
"Thepowerisinyourhands，"Dronrejoinedsadly。
"Eh，Dron，dropit！"Alpatychrepeated，withdrawinghishandfromhisbosomandsolemnlypointingtotheflooratDron’sfeet。"Icanseethroughyouandthreeyardsintothegroundunderyou，"hecontinued，gazingatthefloorinfrontofDron。
Dronwasdisconcerted，glancedfurtivelyatAlpatychandagainloweredhiseyes。
"YoudropthisnonsenseandtellthepeopletogetreadytoleavetheirhomesandgotoMoscowandtogetcartsreadyfortomorrowmorningfortheprincess’things。Anddon’tgotoanymeetingyourself，doyouhear？"
Dronsuddenlyfellonhisknees。
"YakovAlpatych，dischargeme！Takethekeysfrommeanddischargeme，forChrist’ssake！"
"Stopthat！"criedAlpatychsternly。"Iseethroughyouandthreeyardsunderyou，"herepeated，knowingthathisskillinbeekeeping，hisknowledgeoftherighttimetosowtheoats，andthefactthathehadbeenabletoretaintheoldprince’sfavorfortwentyyearshadlongsincegainedhimthereputationofbeingawizard，andthatthepowerofseeingthreeyardsunderamanisconsideredanattributeofwizards。
Drongotupandwasabouttosaysomething，butAlpatychinterruptedhim。
"Whatisityouhavegotintoyourheads，eh？……Whatareyouthinkingof，eh？"
"WhatamItodowiththepeople？"saidDron。"They’requitebesidethemselves；Ihavealreadytoldthem……"
"’Toldthem，’Idaresay！"saidAlpatych。"Aretheydrinking？"heaskedabruptly。
"Quitebesidethemselves，YakovAlpatych；they’vefetchedanotherbarrel。"
"Well，then，listen！I’llgotothepoliceofficer，andyoutellthemso，andthattheymuststopthisandthecartsmustbegotready。"
"Iunderstand。"
Alpatychdidnotinsistfurther。Hehadmanagedpeopleforalongtimeandknewthatthechiefwaytomakethemobeyistoshownosuspicionthattheycanpossiblydisobey。Havingwrungasubmissive"I
understand"fromDron，Alpatychcontentedhimselfwiththat，thoughhenotonlydoubtedbutfeltalmostcertainthatwithoutthehelpoftroopsthecartswouldnotbeforthcoming。
Andsoitwas，forwheneveningcamenocartshadbeenprovided。
Inthevillage，outsidethedrinkshop，anothermeetingwasbeingheld，whichdecidedthatthehorsesshouldbedrivenoutintothewoodsandthecartsshouldnotbeprovided。Withoutsayinganythingofthistotheprincess，AlpatychhadhisownbelongingstakenoutofthecartswhichhadarrivedfromBaldHillsandhadthosehorsesgotreadyfortheprincess’carriages。Meanwhilehewenthimselftothepoliceauthorities。
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Afterherfather’sfuneralPrincessMaryshutherselfupinherroomanddidnotadmitanyone。AmaidcametothedoortosaythatAlpatychwasaskingforordersabouttheirdeparture。ThiswasbeforehistalkwithDron。PrincessMaryraisedherselfonthesofaonwhichshehadbeenlyingandrepliedthroughthecloseddoorthatshedidnotmeantogoawayandbeggedtobeleftinpeace。
Thewindowsoftheroominwhichshewaslyinglookedwestward。
Shelayonthesofawithherfacetothewall，fingeringthebuttonsoftheleathercushionandseeingnothingbutthatcushion，andherconfusedthoughtswerecenteredononesubject—theirrevocabilityofdeathandherownspiritualbaseness，whichshehadnotsuspected，butwhichhadshownitselfduringherfather’sillness。Shewishedtopraybutdidnotdareto，darednotinherpresentstateofmindaddressherselftoGod。Shelayforalongtimeinthatposition。
Thesunhadreachedtheothersideofthehouse，anditsslantingraysshoneintotheopenwindow，lightinguptheroomandpartofthemoroccocushionatwhichPrincessMarywaslooking。Theflowofherthoughtssuddenlystopped。Unconsciouslyshesatup，smoothedherhair，gotup，andwenttothewindow，involuntarilyinhalingthefreshnessoftheclearbutwindyevening。
"Yes，youcanwellenjoytheeveningnow！Heisgoneandnoonewillhinderyou，"shesaidtoherself，andsinkingintoachairsheletherheadfallonthewindowsill。
Someonespokehernameinasoftandtendervoicefromthegardenandkissedherhead。Shelookedup。ItwasMademoiselleBourienneinablackdressandweepers。ShesoftlyapproachedPrincessMary，sighed，kissedher，andimmediatelybegantocry。Theprincesslookedupather。Alltheirformerdisharmonyandherownjealousyrecurredtohermind。ButsherememberedtoohowhehadchangedoflatetowardMademoiselleBourienneandcouldnotbeartoseeher，therebyshowinghowunjustwerethereproachesPrincessMaryhadmentallyaddressedtoher。"Besides，isitforme，formewhodesiredhisdeath，tocondemnanyone？"shethought。
PrincessMaryvividlypicturedtoherselfthepositionofMademoiselleBourienne，whomshehadoflatekeptatadistance，butwhoyetwasdependentonherandlivinginherhouse。Shefeltsorryforherandheldoutherhandwithaglanceofgentleinquiry。
MademoiselleBourienneatoncebegancryingagainandkissedthathand，speakingoftheprincess’sorrowandmakingherselfapartnerinit。Shesaidheronlyconsolationwasthefactthattheprincessallowedhertosharehersorrow，thatalltheoldmisunderstandingsshouldsinkintonothingbutthisgreatgrief；thatshefeltherselfblamelessinregardtoeveryone，andthathe，fromabove，sawheraffectionandgratitude。Theprincessheardher，notheedingherwordsbutoccasionallylookingupatherandlisteningtothesoundofhervoice。
"Yourpositionisdoublyterrible，dearprincess，"saidMademoiselleBourienneafterapause。"Iunderstandthatyoucouldnot，andcannot，thinkofyourself，butwithmyloveforyouImustdoso……HasAlpatychbeentoyou？Hashespokentoyouofgoingaway？"sheasked。
PrincessMarydidnotanswer。Shedidnotunderstandwhowastogoorwhereto。"Isitpossibletoplanorthinkofanythingnow？Isitnotallthesame？"shethought，anddidnotreply。
"Youknow，chereMarie，"saidMademoiselleBourienne，"thatweareindanger—aresurroundedbytheFrench。Itwouldbedangeroustomovenow。Ifwegowearealmostsuretobetakenprisoners，andGodknows……"
PrincessMarylookedathercompanionwithoutunderstandingwhatshewastalkingabout。
"Oh，ifanyoneknewhowlittleanythingmatterstomenow，"shesaid。"OfcourseIwouldonnoaccountwishtogoawayfromhim……
Alpatychdidsaysomethingaboutgoing……Speaktohim；Icandonothing，nothing，anddon’twantto……"
"I’vespokentohim。Hehopesweshouldbeintimetogetawaytomorrow，butIthinkitwouldnowbebettertostayhere，"saidMademoiselleBourienne。"Because，youwillagree，chereMarie，tofallintothehandsofthesoldiersorofriotouspeasantswouldbeterrible。"
MademoiselleBouriennetookfromherreticuleaproclamationnotprintedonordinaryRussianpaperofGeneralRameau’s，tellingpeoplenottoleavetheirhomesandthattheFrenchauthoritieswouldaffordthemproperprotection。Shehandedthistotheprincess。
"Ithinkitwouldbebesttoappealtothatgeneral，"shecontinued，"andandamsurethatallduerespectwouldbeshownyou。"
PrincessMaryreadthepaper，andherfacebegantoquiverwithstifledsobs。
"Fromwhomdidyougetthis？"sheasked。
"TheyprobablyrecognizedthatIamFrench，bymyname，"repliedMademoiselleBourienneblushing。
PrincessMary，withthepaperinherhand，rosefromthewindowandwithapalefacewentoutoftheroomandintowhathadbeenPrinceAndrew’sstudy。
"Dunyasha，sendAlpatych，orDronushka，orsomebodytome！"shesaid，"andtellMademoiselleBouriennenottocometome，"sheadded，hearingMademoiselleBourienne’svoice。"Wemustgoatonce，atonce！"shesaid，appalledatthethoughtofbeingleftinthehandsoftheFrench。
"IfPrinceAndrewheardthatIwasinthepoweroftheFrench！
ThatI，thedaughterofPrinceNicholasBolkonski，askedGeneralRameauforprotectionandacceptedhisfavor！"Thisideahorrifiedher，madehershudder，blush，andfeelsucharushofangerandprideasshehadneverexperiencedbefore。Allthatwasdistressing，andespeciallyallthatwashumiliating，inherpositionrosevividlytohermind。"They，theFrench，wouldsettleinthishouse：M。
leGeneralRameauwouldoccupyPrinceAndrew’sstudyandamusehimselfbylookingthroughandreadinghislettersandpapers。MademoiselleBouriennewoulddothehonorsofBogucharovoforhim。Ishouldbegivenasmallroomasafavor，thesoldierswouldviolatemyfather’snewlyduggravetostealhiscrossesandstars，theywouldtellmeoftheirvictoriesovertheRussians，andwouldpretendtosympathizewithmysorrow……"thoughtPrincessMary，notthinkingherownthoughtsbutfeelingboundtothinklikeherfatherandherbrother。Forherselfshedidnotcarewheresheremainedorwhathappenedtoher，butshefeltherselftherepresentativeofherdeadfatherandofPrinceAndrew。Involuntarilyshethoughttheirthoughtsandfelttheirfeelings。Whattheywouldhavesaidandwhattheywouldhavedoneshefeltboundtosayanddo。ShewentintoPrinceAndrew’sstudy，tryingtoentercompletelyintohisideas，andconsideredherposition。
Thedemandsoflife，whichhadseemedtoherannihilatedbyherfather’sdeath，allatoncerosebeforeherwithanew，previouslyunknownforceandtookpossessionofher。
Agitatedandflushedshepacedtheroom，sendingnowforMichaelIvanovichandnowforTikhonorDron。Dunyasha，thenurse，andtheothermaidscouldnotsayinhowfarMademoiselleBourienne’sstatementwascorrect。Alpatychwasnotathome，hehadgonetothepolice。NeithercouldthearchitectMichaelIvanovich，whoonbeingsentforcameinwithsleepyeyes，tellPrincessMaryanything。Withjustthesamesmileofagreementwithwhichforfifteenyearshehadbeenaccustomedtoanswertheoldprincewithoutexpressingviewsofhisown，henowrepliedtoPrincessMary，sothatnothingdefinitecouldbegotfromhisanswers。TheoldvaletTikhon，withsunken，emaciatedfacethatborethestampofinconsolablegrief，replied：
"Yes，Princess"toallPrincessMary’squestionsandhardlyrefrainedfromsobbingashelookedather。
AtlengthDron，thevillageElder，enteredtheroomandwithadeepbowtoPrincessMarycametoahaltbythedoorpost。
PrincessMarywalkedupanddowntheroomandstoppedinfrontofhim。
"Dronushka，"shesaid，regardingasasurefriendthisDronushkawhoalwaysusedtobringaspecialkindofgingerbreadfromhisvisittothefairatVyazmaeveryyearandsmilinglyofferittoher，"Dronushka，nowsinceourmisfortune……"shebegan，butcouldnotgoon。
"WeareallinGod’shands，"saidhe，withasigh。
Theyweresilentforawhile。
"Dronushka，AlpatychhasgoneoffsomewhereandIhavenoonetoturnto。Istrue，astheytellme，thatIcan’tevengoaway？"
"Whyshouldn’tyougoaway，yourexcellency？Youcango，"saidDron。
"Iwastolditwouldbedangerousbecauseoftheenemy。Dearfriend，Icandonothing。Iunderstandnothing。Ihavenobody！Iwanttogoawaytonightorearlytomorrowmorning。"
Dronpaused。HelookedaskanceatPrincessMaryandsaid："Therearenohorses；ItoldYakovAlpatychso。"
"Whyaretherenone？"askedtheprincess。
"It’sallGod’sscourge，"saidDron。"Whathorseswehadhavebeentakenforthearmyorhavedied—thisissuchayear！It’snotacaseoffeedinghorses—wemaydieofhungerourselves！Asitis，somegothreedayswithouteating。We’venothing，we’vebeenruined。"
PrincessMarylistenedattentivelytowhathetoldher。
"Thepeasantsareruined？Theyhavenobread？"sheasked。
"They’redyingofhunger，"saidDron。"It’snotacaseofcarting。"
"Butwhydidn’tyoutellme，Dronushka？Isn’titpossibletohelpthem？I’lldoallIcan……"
ToPrincessMaryitwasstrangethatnow，atamomentwhensuchsorrowwasfillinghersoul，therecouldberichpeopleandpoor，andtherichcouldrefrainfromhelpingthepoor。Shehadheardvaguelythattherewassuchathingas"landlord’scorn"whichwassometimesgiventothepeasants。Shealsoknewthatneitherherfathernorherbrotherwouldrefusetohelpthepeasantsinneed，sheonlyfearedtomakesomemistakeinspeakingaboutthedistributionofthegrainshewishedtogive。Shewasgladsuchcarespresentedthemselves，enablingherwithoutscrupletoforgetherowngrief。
ShebeganaskingDronaboutthepeasants’needsandwhattherewasinBogucharovothatbelongedtothelandlord。
"Butwehavegrainbelongingtomybrother？"shesaid。
"Thelandlord’sgrainisallsafe，"repliedDronproudly。"Ourprincedidnotorderittobesold。"
"Giveittothepeasants，letthemhavealltheyneed；Igiveyouleaveinmybrother’sname，"saidshe。
Dronmadenoanswerbutsigheddeeply。
"Givethemthatcornifthereisenoughofit。Distributeitall。
Igivethisorderinmybrother’sname；andtellthemthatwhatisoursistheirs。Wedonotgrudgethemanything。Tellthemso。"
"Dronlookedintentlyattheprincesswhileshewasspeaking。
"Dischargeme，littlemother，forGod’ssake！Orderthekeystobetakenfromme，"saidhe。"Ihaveservedtwenty—threeyearsandhavedonenowrong。Dischargeme，forGod’ssake！"
PrincessMarydidnotunderstandwhathewantedofherorwhyhewasaskingtobedischarged。Sherepliedthatshehadneverdoubtedhisdevotionandthatshewasreadytodoanythingforhimandforthepeasants。
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AnhourlaterDunyashacametotelltheprincessthatDronhadcome，andallthepeasantshadassembledatthebarnbytheprincess’
orderandwishedtohavewordwiththeirmistress。
"ButInevertoldthemtocome，"saidPrincessMary。"IonlytoldDrontoletthemhavethegrain。"
"Only，forGod’ssake，Princessdear，havethemsentawayanddon’tgoouttothem。It’sallatrick，"saidDunyasha，"andwhenYakovAlpatychreturnsletusgetaway……andpleasedon’t……"
"Whatisatrick？"askedPrincessMaryinsurprise。
"Iknowitis，onlylistentomeforGod’ssake！Asknursetoo。Theysaytheydon’tagreetoleaveBogucharovoasyouordered。"
"You’remakingsomemistake。Ineverorderedthemtogoaway，"
saidPrincessMary。"CallDronushka。"
DroncameandconfirmedDunyasha’swords；thepeasantshadcomebytheprincess’order。
"ButIneversentforthem，"declaredtheprincess。"Youmusthavegivenmymessagewrong。Ionlysaidthatyouweretogivethemthegrain。"
Drononlysighedinreply。
"Ifyouorderittheywillgoaway，"saidhe。
"No，no。I’llgoouttothem，"saidPrincessMary，andinspiteofthenurse’sandDunyasha’sprotestsshewentoutintotheporch；Dron，Dunyasha，thenurse，andMichaelIvanovichfollowingher。
"TheyprobablythinkIamofferingthemthegraintobribethemtoremainhere，whileImyselfgoawayleavingthemtothemercyoftheFrench，"thoughtPrincessMary。"IwillofferthemmonthlyrationsandhousingatourMoscowestate。IamsureAndrewwoulddoevenmoreinmyplace，"shethoughtasshewentoutinthetwilighttowardthecrowdstandingonthepasturebythebarn。
Themencrowdedclosertogether，stirred，andrapidlytookofftheirhats。PrincessMaryloweredhereyesand，trippingoverherskirt，camecloseuptothem。Somanydifferenteyes，oldandyoung，werefixedonher，andthereweresomanydifferentfaces，thatshecouldnotdistinguishanyofthemand，feelingthatshemustspeaktothemallatonce，didnotknowhowtodoit。Butagainthesensethatsherepresentedherfatherandherbrothergavehercourage，andsheboldlybeganherspeech。
"Iamverygladyouhavecome，"shesaidwithoutraisinghereyes，andfeelingherheartbeatingquicklyandviolently。"Dronushkatellsmethatthewarhasruinedyou。Thatisourcommonmisfortune，andIshallgrudgenothingtohelpyou。Iammyselfgoingawaybecauseitisdangeroushere……theenemyisnear……because……Iamgivingyoueverything，myfriends，andIbegyoutotakeeverything，allourgrain，sothatyoumaynotsufferwant！AndifyouhavebeentoldthatIamgivingyouthegraintokeepyouhere—thatisnottrue。Onthecontrary，IaskyoutogowithallyourbelongingstoourestatenearMoscow，andIpromiseyouIwillseetoitthatthereyoushallwantfornothing。Youshallbegivenfoodandlodging。"
Theprincessstopped。Sighsweretheonlysoundheardinthecrowd。
"Iamnotdoingthisonmyownaccount，"shecontinued，"Idoitinthenameofmydeadfather，whowasagoodmastertoyou，andofmybrotherandhisson。"
Againshepaused。Noonebrokethesilence。
"Oursisacommonmisfortuneandwewillshareittogether。Allthatismineisyours，"sheconcluded，scanningthefacesbeforeher。
Alleyesweregazingatherwithoneandthesameexpression。Shecouldnotfathomwhetheritwascuriosity，devotion，gratitude，orapprehensionanddistrust—buttheexpressiononallthefaceswasidentical。
"Weareallverythankfulforyourbounty，butitwon’tdoforustotakethelandlord’sgrain，"saidavoiceatthebackofthecrowd。
"Butwhynot？"askedtheprincess。
NoonerepliedandPrincessMary，lookingroundatthecrowd，foundthateveryeyeshemetnowwasimmediatelydropped。
"Butwhydon’tyouwanttotakeit？"sheaskedagain。
Nooneanswered。
Thesilencebegantooppresstheprincessandshetriedtocatchsomeone’seye。
"Whydon’tyouspeak？"sheinquiredofaveryoldmanwhostoodjustinfrontofherleaningonhisstick。"Ifyouthinksomethingmoreiswanted，tellme！Iwilldoanything，"saidshe，catchinghiseye。
Butasifthisangeredhim，hebenthisheadquitelowandmuttered：
"Whyshouldweagree？Wedon’twantthegrain。"
"Whyshouldwegiveupeverything？Wedon’tagree。Don’tagree……
Wearesorryforyou，butwe’renotwilling。Goawayyourself，alone……"camefromvarioussidesofthecrowd。
Andagainallthefacesinthatcrowdboreanidenticalexpression，thoughnowitwascertainlynotanexpressionofcuriosityorgratitude，butofangryresolve。
"Butyoucan’thaveunderstoodme，"saidPrincessMarywithasadsmile。"Whydon’tyouwanttogo？Ipromisetohouseandfeedyou，whileheretheenemywouldruinyou……"
Buthervoicewasdrownedbythevoicesofthecrowd。
"We’renotwilling。Letthemruinus！Wewon’ttakeyourgrain。Wedon’tagree。"
AgainPrincessMarytriedtocatchsomeone’seye，butnotasingleeyeinthecrowdwasturnedtoher；evidentlytheywerealltryingtoavoidherlook。Shefeltstrangeandawkward。
"Ohyes，anartfultale！Followherintoslavery！Pulldownyourhousesandgointobondage！Idaresay！’I’llgiveyougrain，indeed！’
shesays，"voicesinthecrowdwereheardsaying。
WithdroopingheadPrincessMaryleftthecrowdandwentbacktothehouse。HavingrepeatedherordertoDrontohavehorsesreadyforherdeparturenextmorning，shewenttoherroomandremainedalonewithherownthoughts。
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ForalongtimethatnightPrincessMarysatbytheopenwindowofherroomhearingthesoundofthepeasants’voicesthatreachedherfromthevillage，butitwasnotofthemshewasthinking。Shefeltthatshecouldnotunderstandthemhowevermuchshemightthinkaboutthem。Shethoughtonlyofonething，hersorrow，which，afterthebreakcausedbycaresforthepresent，seemedalreadytobelongtothepast。Nowshecouldrememberitandweeporpray。
Aftersunsetthewindhaddropped。Thenightwascalmandfresh。
Towardmidnightthevoicesbegantosubside，acockcrowed，thefullmoonbegantoshowfrombehindthelimetrees，afreshwhitedewymistbegantorise，andstillnessreignedoverthevillageandthehouse。
Picturesofthenearpast—herfather’sillnessandlastmoments—
roseoneafteranothertohermemory。Withmournfulpleasureshenowlingeredovertheseimages，repellingwithhorroronlythelastone，thepictureofhisdeath，whichshefeltshecouldnotcontemplateeveninimaginationatthisstillandmystichourofnight。Andthesepicturespresentedthemselvestohersoclearlyandinsuchdetailthattheyseemednowpresent，nowpast，andnowfuture。
ShevividlyrecalledthemomentwhenhehadhisfirststrokeandwasbeingdraggedalongbyhisarmpitsthroughthegardenatBaldHills，mutteringsomethingwithhishelplesstongue，twitchinghisgrayeyebrowsandlookinguneasilyandtimidlyather。
"Eventhenhewantedtotellmewhathetoldmethedayhedied，"
shethought。"Hehadalwaysthoughtwhathesaidthen。"AndsherecalledinallitsdetailthenightatBaldHillsbeforehehadthelaststroke，whenwithaforebodingofdisastershehadremainedathomeagainsthiswill。Shehadnotsleptandhadstolendownstairsontiptoe，andgoingtothedooroftheconservatorywherehesleptthatnighthadlistenedatthedoor。InasufferingandwearyvoicehewassayingsomethingtoTikhon，speakingoftheCrimeaanditswarmnightsandoftheEmpress。Evidentlyhehadwantedtotalk。"Andwhydidn’thecallme？Whydidn’theletmebethereinsteadofTikhon？"
PrincessMaryhadthoughtandthoughtagainnow。"Nowhewillnevertellanyonewhathehadinhissoul。Neverwillthatmomentreturnforhimorformewhenhemighthavesaidallhelongedtosay，andnotTikhonbutImighthaveheardandunderstoodhim。Whydidn’tIentertheroom？"shethought。"Perhapshewouldthenhavesaidtomewhathesaidthedayhedied。WhiletalkingtoTikhonheaskedaboutmetwice。
Hewantedtoseeme，andIwasstandingcloseby，outsidethedoor。ItwassadandpainfulforhimtotalktoTikhonwhodidnotunderstandhim。IrememberhowhebeganspeakingtohimaboutLiseasifshewerealive—hehadforgottenshewasdead—andTikhonremindedhimthatshewasnomore，andheshouted，’Fool！’Hewasgreatlydepressed。FrombehindthedoorIheardhowhelaydownonhisbedgroaningandloudlyexclaimed，’MyGod！’Whydidn’tIgointhen？Whatcouldhehavedonetome？WhatcouldIhavelost？Andperhapshewouldthenhavebeencomfortedandwouldhavesaidthatwordtome。"AndPrincessMaryutteredaloudthecaressingwordhehadsaidtoheronthedayofhisdeath。"Dear—est！"sherepeated，andbegansobbing，withtearsthatrelievedhersoul。Shenowsawhisfacebeforeher。Andnotthefaceshehadknowneversinceshecouldrememberandhadalwaysseenatadistance，butthetimid，feeblefaceshehadseenforthefirsttimequiteclosely，withallitswrinklesanddetails，whenshestoopedneartohismouthtocatchwhathesaid。
"Dear—est！"sherepeatedagain。
"Whatwashethinkingwhenheutteredthatword？Whatishethinkingnow？"Thisquestionsuddenlypresenteditselftoher，andinanswershesawhimbeforeherwiththeexpressionthatwasonhisfaceashelayinhiscoffinwithhischinboundupwithawhitehandkerchief。
Andthehorrorthathadseizedherwhenshetouchedhimandconvincedherselfthatthatwasnothe，butsomethingmysteriousandhorrible，seizedheragain。Shetriedtothinkofsomethingelseandtopray，butcoulddoneither。Withwide—openeyesshegazedatthemoonlightandtheshadows，expectingeverymomenttoseehisdeadface，andshefeltthatthesilencebroodingoverthehouseandwithinitheldherfast。
"Dunyasha，"shewhispered。"Dunyasha！"shescreamedwildly，andtearingherselfoutofthissilencesherantotheservants’
quarterstomeetheroldnurseandthemaidservantswhocamerunningtowardher。
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OntheseventeenthofAugustRostovandIlyin，accompaniedbyLavrushkawhohadjustreturnedfromcaptivityandbyanhussarorderly，lefttheirquartersatYankovo，tenmilesfromBogucharovo，andwentforaride—totryanewhorseIlyinhadboughtandtofindoutwhethertherewasanyhaytobehadinthevillages。
ForthelastthreedaysBogucharovohadlainbetweenthetwohostilearmies，sothatitwasaseasyfortheRussianrearguardtogettoitasfortheFrenchvanguard；Rostov，asacarefulsquadroncommander，wishedtotakesuchprovisionsasremainedatBogucharovobeforetheFrenchcouldgetthem。
RostovandIlyinwereinthemerriestofmoods。OnthewaytoBogucharovo，aprincelyestatewithadwellinghouseandfarmwheretheyhopedtofindmanydomesticserfsandprettygirls，theyquestionedLavrushkaaboutNapoleonandlaughedathisstories，andracedoneanothertotryIlyin’shorse。
RostovhadnoideathatthevillagehewasenteringwasthepropertyofthatveryBolkonskiwhohadbeenengagedtohissister。
RostovandIlyingavereintotheirhorsesforalastracealongtheinclinebeforereachingBogucharovo，andRostov，outstrippingIlyin，wasthefirsttogallopintothevillagestreet。
"You’refirst！"criedIlyin，flushed。
"Yes，alwaysfirstbothonthegrasslandandhere，"answeredRostov，strokinghisheatedDonetshorse。
"AndI’dhavewononmyFrenchy，yourexcellency，"saidLavrushkafrombehind，alludingtohisshabbycarthorse，"onlyIdidn’twishtomortifyyou。
Theyrodeatafootpacetothebarn，wherealargecrowdofpeasantswasstanding。
Someofthemenbaredtheirheads，othersstaredatthenewarrivalswithoutdoffingtheircaps。Twotalloldpeasantswithwrinkledfacesandscantybeardsemergedfromthetavern，smiling，staggering，andsingingsomeincoherentsong，andapproachedtheofficers。
"Finefellows！"saidRostovlaughing。"Isthereanyhayhere？"
"Andhowlikeoneanother，"saidIlyin。
"Amo—o—stme—r—r—yco—o—m—pa……！"sangoneofthepeasantswithablissfulsmile。
OneofthemencameoutofthecrowdandwentuptoRostov。
"Whodoyoubelongto？"heasked。
"TheFrench，"repliedIlyinjestingly，"andhereisNapoleonhimself"—andhepointedtoLavrushka。
"ThenyouareRussians？"thepeasantaskedagain。
"Andistherealargeforceofyouhere？"saidanother，ashortman，comingup。
"Verylarge，"answeredRostov。"Butwhyhaveyoucollectedhere？"headded。"Isitaholiday？"
"Theoldmenhavemettotalkoverthebusinessofthecommune，"
repliedthepeasant，movingaway。
Atthatmoment，ontheroadleadingfromthebighouse，twowomenandamaninawhitehatwereseencomingtowardtheofficers。
"Theoneinpinkismine，sokeepoff！"saidIlyinonseeingDunyasharunningresolutelytowardhim。
"She’llbeours！"saidLavrushkatoIlyin，winking。
"Whatdoyouwant，mypretty？"saidIlyinwithasmile。
"Theprincessorderedmetoaskyourregimentandyourname。"
"ThisisCountRostov，squadroncommander，andIamyourhumbleservant。"
"Co—o—om—pa—ny！"roaredthetipsypeasantwithabeatificsmileashelookedatIlyintalkingtothegirl。FollowingDunyasha，AlpatychadvancedtoRostov，havingbaredhisheadwhilestillatadistance。
"MayImakeboldtotroubleyourhonor？"saidherespectfully，butwithashadeofcontemptfortheyouthfulnessofthisofficerandwithahandthrustintohisbosom。"Mymistress，daughterofGeneralinChiefPrinceNicholasBolkonskiwhodiedonthefifteenthofthismonth，findingherselfindifficultiesowingtotheboorishnessofthesepeople"—hepointedtothepeasants—"asksyoutocomeuptothehouse……Won’tyou，please，rideonalittlefarther，"saidAlpatychwithamelancholysmile，"asitisnotconvenientinthepresenceof……？"Hepointedtothetwopeasantswhokeptasclosetohimashorsefliestoahorse。
"Ah！……Alpatych……Ah，YakovAlpatych……Grand！ForgiveusforChrist’ssake，eh？"saidthepeasants，smilingjoyfullyathim。
Rostovlookedatthetipsypeasantsandsmiled。
"Orperhapstheyamuseyourhonor？"remarkedAlpatychwithastaidair，ashepointedattheoldmenwithhisfreehand。
"No，there’snotmuchtobeamusedathere，"saidRostov，androdeonalittleway。"What’sthematter？"heasked。
"Imakeboldtoinformyourhonorthattherudepeasantsheredon’twishtoletthemistressleavetheestate，andthreatentounharnessherhorses，sothatthougheverythinghasbeenpackedupsincemorning，herexcellencycannotgetaway。"
"Impossible！"exclaimedRostov。
"Ihavethehonortoreporttoyoutheactualtruth，"saidAlpatych。
Rostovdismounted，gavehishorsetotheorderly，andfollowedAlpatychtothehouse，questioninghimastothestateofaffairs。
Itappearedthattheprincess’offerofcorntothepeasantsthepreviousday，andhertalkwithDronandatthemeeting，hadactuallyhadsobadaneffectthatDronhadfinallygivenupthekeysandjoinedthepeasantsandhadnotappearedwhenAlpatychsentforhim；andthatinthemorningwhentheprincessgaveorderstoharnessforherjourney，thepeasantshadcomeinalargecrowdtothebarnandsentwordthattheywouldnotletherleavethevillage：thattherewasanordernottomove，andthattheywouldunharnessthehorses。Alpatychhadgoneouttoadmonishthem，butwastolditwaschieflyKarpwhodidthetalking，Dronnotshowinghimselfinthecrowdthattheycouldnotlettheprincessgo，thattherewasanordertothecontrary，butthatifshestayedtheywouldserveherasbeforeandobeyherineverything。
AtthemomentwhenRostovandIlyinweregallopingalongtheroad，PrincessMary，despitethedissuasionsofAlpatych，hernurse，andthemaids，hadgivenorderstoharnessandintendedtostart，butwhenthecavalrymenwereespiedtheyweretakenforFrenchmen，thecoachmanranaway，andthewomeninthehousebegantowail。
"Father！Benefactor！Godhassentyou！"exclaimeddeeplymovedvoicesasRostovpassedthroughtheanteroom。
PrincessMarywassittinghelplessandbewilderedinthelargesittingroom，whenRostovwasshownin。Shecouldnotgraspwhohewasandwhyhehadcome，orwhatwashappeningtoher。WhenshesawhisRussianface，andbyhiswalkandthefirstwordsheutteredrecognizedhimasamanofherownclass，sheglancedathimwithherdeepradiantlookandbeganspeakinginavoicethatfalteredandtrembledwithemotion。ThismeetingimmediatelystruckRostovasaromanticevent。"Ahelplessgirloverwhelmedwithgrief，lefttothemercyofcoarse，riotingpeasants！Andwhatastrangefatesentmehere！Whatgentlenessandnobilitythereareinherfeaturesandexpression！"thoughtheashelookedatherandlistenedtohertimidstory。
Whenshebegantotellhimthatallthishadhappenedthedayafterherfather’sfuneral，hervoicedtrembled。Sheturnedaway，andthen，asiffearinghemighttakeherwordsasmeanttomovehimtopity，lookedathimwithanapprehensiveglanceofinquiry。ThereweretearsinRostov’seyes。PrincessMarynoticedthisandglancedgratefullyathimwiththatradiantlookwhichcausedtheplainnessofherfacetobeforgotten。
"Icannotexpress，Princess，howgladIamthatIhappenedtoridehereandamabletoshowmyreadinesstoserveyou，"saidRostov，rising。"Gowhenyouplease，andIgiveyoumywordofhonorthatnooneshalldaretocauseyouannoyanceifonlyyouwillallowmetoactasyourescort。"Andbowingrespectfully，asiftoaladyofroyalblood，hemovedtowardthedoor。
Rostov’sdeferentialtoneseemedtoindicatethatthoughhewouldconsiderhimselfhappytobeacquaintedwithher，hedidnotwishtotakeadvantageofhermisfortunestointrudeuponher。
PrincessMaryunderstoodthisandappreciatedhisdelicacy。
"Iamvery，verygratefultoyou，"shesaidinFrench，"butIhopeitwasallamisunderstandingandthatnooneistoblameforit。"Shesuddenlybegantocry。
"Excuseme！"shesaid。
Rostov，knittinghisbrows，lefttheroomwithanotherlowbow。
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Well，isshepretty？Ah，friend—mypinkoneisdelicious；hernameisDunyasha……"
ButonglancingatRostov’sfaceIlyinstoppedshort。Hesawthathisheroandcommanderwasfollowingquiteadifferenttrainofthought。
RostovglancedangrilyatIlyinandwithoutreplyingstrodeoffwithrapidstepstothevillage。
"I’llshowthem；I’llgiveittothem，thebrigands！"saidhetohimself。
Alpatychataglidingtrot，onlyjustmanagingnottorun，keptupwithhimwithdifficulty。
"Whatdecisionhaveyoubeenpleasedtocometo？"saidhe。
Rostovstoppedand，clenchinghisfists，suddenlyandsternlyturnedonAlpatych。
"Decision？Whatdecision？Olddotard！……"criedhe。"Whathaveyoubeenabout？Eh？Thepeasantsarerioting，andyoucan’tmanagethem？
You’reatraitoryouself！Iknowyou。I’llflayyouallalive！……"Andasifafraidofwastinghisstoreofanger，heleftAlpatychandwentrapidlyforward。Alpatych，masteringhisoffendedfeelings，keptpacewithRostovataglidinggaitandcontinuedtoimparthisviews。Hesaidthepeasantswereobdurateandthatatthepresentmomentitwouldbeimprudentto"overresist"themwithoutanarmedforce，andwoulditnotbebetterfirsttosendforthemilitary？
"I’llgivethemarmedforce……I’ll’overresist’them！"utteredRostovmeaninglessly，breathlesswithirrationalanimalfuryandtheneedtoventit。
Withoutconsideringwhathewoulddohemovedunconciouslywithquick，resolutestepstowardthecrowd。AndthenearerhedrewtoitthemoreAlpatychfeltthatthisunreasonableactionmightproducegoodresults。ThepeasantsinthecrowdweresimilarlyimpressedwhentheysawRostov’srapid，firmstepsandresolute，frowningface。
AfterthehussarshadcometothevillageandRostovhadgonetoseetheprincess，acertainconfusionanddissensionhadarisenamongthecrowd。SomeofthepeasantssaidthatthesenewarrivalswereRussiansandmighttakeitamissthatthemistresswasbeingdetained。
Dronwasofthisopinion，butassoonasheexpresseditKarpandothersattackedtheirex—Elder。
"Howmanyyearshaveyoubeenfatteningonthecommune？"Karpshoutedathim。"It’sallonetoyou！You’lldigupyourpotofmoneyandtakeitawaywithyou……Whatdoesitmattertoyouwhetherourhomesareruinedornot？"
"We’vebeentoldtokeeporder，andthatnooneistoleavetheirhomesortakeawayasinglegrain，andthat’sallaboutit！"criedanother。
"Itwasyourson’sturntobeconscripted，butnofear！Youbegrudgedyourlumpofason，"alittleoldmansuddenlybeganattackingDron—"andsotheytookmyVankatobeshavedforasoldier！
Butweallhavetodie。"
"Tobesure，weallhavetodie。I’mnotagainstthecommune，"
saidDron。
"That’sit—notagainstit！You’vefilledyourbelly……"
Thetwotallpeasantshadtheirsay。AssoonasRostov，followedbyIlyin，Lavrushka，andAlpatych，cameuptothecrowd，Karp，thrustinghisfingersintohisbeltandsmilingalittle，walkedtothefront。Drononthecontraryretiredtotherearandthecrowddrewclosertogether。
"WhoisyourElderhere？Hey？"shoutedRostov，cominguptothecrowdwithquicksteps。
"TheElder？Whatdoyouwantwithhim？……"askedKarp。
Butbeforethewordswerewelloutofhismouth，hiscapflewoffandafierceblowjerkedhisheadtooneside。
"Capsoff，traitors！"shoutedRostovinawrathfulvoice。"Where’stheElder？"hecriedfuriously。
"TheElder……HewantstheElder！……DronZakharych，you！"meekandflusteredvoiceshereandtherewereheardcallingandcapsbegantocomeofftheirheads。
"Wedon’triot，we’refollowingtheorders，"declaredKarp，andatthatmomentseveralvoicesbeganspeakingtogether。
"It’sastheoldmenhavedecided—there’stoomanyofyougivingorders。"
"Arguing？Mutiny！……Brigands！Traitors！"criedRostovunmeaninglyinavoicenothisown，grippingKarpbythecollar。"Bindhim，bindhim！"heshouted，thoughtherewasnoonetobindhimbutLavrushkaandAlpatych。
Lavrushka，however，ranuptoKarpandseizedhimbythearmsfrombehind。
"ShallIcallupourmenfrombeyondthehill？"hecalledout。
AlpatychturnedtothepeasantsandorderedtwoofthembynametocomeandbindKarp。Themenobedientlycameoutofthecrowdandbegantakingofftheirbelts。
"Where’stheElder？"demandedRostovinaloudvoice。
WithapaleandfrowningfaceDronsteppedoutofthecrowd。
"AreyoutheElder？Bindhim，Lavrushka！"shoutedRostov，asifthatorder，too，couldnotpossiblymeetwithanyopposition。
AndinfacttwomorepeasantsbeganbindingDron，whotookoffhisownbeltandhandedittothem，asiftoaidthem。
"Andyoualllistentome！"saidRostovtothepeasants。"Beofftoyourhousesatonce，anddon’tletoneofyourvoicesbeheard！"
"Why，we’venotdoneanyharm！Wediditjustoutoffoolishness。
It’sallnonsense……Isaidthenthatitwasnotinorder，"voiceswereheardbickeringwithoneanother。
"There！WhatdidIsay？"saidAlpatych，comingintohisownagain。
"It’swrong，lads！"
"Allourstupidity，YakovAlpatych，"cametheanswers，andthecrowdbeganatoncetodispersethroughthevillage。
Thetwoboundmenwereledofftothemaster’shouse。Thetwodrunkenpeasantsfollowedthem。
"Aye，whenIlookatyou！……"saidoneofthemtoKarp。
"Howcanonetalktothemasterslikethat？Whatwereyouthinkingof，youfool？"addedtheother—"Arealfool！"
TwohourslaterthecartswerestandinginthecourtyardoftheBogucharovohouse。Thepeasantswerebrisklycarryingouttheproprietor’sgoodsandpackingthemonthecarts，andDron，liberatedatPrincessMary’swishfromthecupboardwherehehadbeenconfined，wasstandingintheyarddirectingthemen。
"Don’tputitinsocarelessly，"saidoneofthepeasants，amanwitharoundsmilingface，takingacasketfromahousemaid。"Youknowithascostmoney！Howcanyouchuckitinlikethatorshoveitunderthecordwhereit’llgetrubbed？Idon’tlikethatwayofdoingthings。Letitallbedoneproperly，accordingtorule。Lookhere，putitunderthebastmattingandcoveritwithhay—that’stheway！"
"Eh，books，books！"saidanotherpeasant，bringingoutPrinceAndrew’slibrarycupboards。"Don’tcatchupagainstit！It’sheavy，lads—solidbooks。"
"Yes，theyworkedalldayanddidn’tplay！"remarkedthetall，round—facedpeasantgravely，pointingwithasignificantwinkatthedictionariesthatwereonthetop。
Unwillingtoobtrudehimselfontheprincess，Rostovdidnotgobacktothehousebutremainedinthevillageawaitingherdeparture。
Whenhercarriagedroveoutofthehouse，hemountedandaccompaniedhereightmilesfromBogucharovotowheretheroadwasoccupiedbyourtroops。AttheinnatYankovoherespectfullytookleaveofher，forthefirsttimepermittinghimselftokissherhand。
"Howcanyouspeakso！"heblushinglyrepliedtoPrincessMary’sexpressionsofgratitudeforherdeliverance，asshetermedwhathadoccurred。"Anypoliceofficerwouldhavedoneasmuch！Ifwehadhadonlypeasantstofight，weshouldnothavelettheenemycomesofar，"
saidhewithasenseofshameandwishingtochangethesubject。"Iamonlyhappytohavehadtheopportunityofmakingyouracquaintance。
Good—by，Princess。Iwishyouhappinessandconsolationandhopetomeetyouagaininhappiercircumstances。Ifyoudon’twanttomakemeblush，pleasedon’tthankme！"
Buttheprincess，ifshedidnotagainthankhiminwords，thankedhimwiththewholeexpressionofherface，radiantwithgratitudeandtenderness。Shecouldnotbelievethattherewasnothingtothankhimfor。Onthecontrary，itseemedtohercertainthathadhenotbeenthereshewouldhaveperishedatthehandsofthemutineersandoftheFrench，andthathehadexposedhimselftoterribleandobviousdangertosaveher，andevenmorecertainwasitthathewasamanofloftyandnoblesoul，abletounderstandherpositionandhersorrow。Hiskind，honesteyes，withthetearsrisinginthemwhensheherselfhadbeguntocryasshespokeofherloss，didleavehermemory。
Whenshehadtakenleaveofhimandremainedaloneshesuddenlyfelthereyesfillingwithtears，andthennotforthefirsttimethestrangequestionpresenteditselftoher：didshelovehim？
OntherestofthewaytoMoscow，thoughtheprincess’positionwasnotacheerfulone，Dunyasha，whowentwithherinthecarriage，morethanoncenoticedthathermistressleanedoutofthewindowandsmiledatsomethingwithanexpressionofmingledjoyandsorrow。
"Well，supposingIdolovehim？"thoughtPrincessMary。
Ashamedasshewasofacknowledgingtoherselfthatshehadfalleninlovewithamanwhowouldperhapsneverloveher，shecomfortedherselfwiththethoughtthatnoonewouldeverknowitandthatshewouldnotbetoblameif，withouteverspeakingofittoanyone，shecontinuedtotheendofherlifetolovethemanwithwhomshehadfalleninloveforthefirstandlasttimeinherlife。
Sometimeswhensherecalledhislooks，hissympathy，andhiswords，happinessdidnotappearimpossibletoher。ItwasatthosemomentsthatDunyashanoticedhersmilingasshelookedoutofthecarriagewindow。
"WasitnotfatethatbroughthimtoBogucharovo，andatthatverymoment？"thoughtPrincessMary。"Andthatcausedhissistertorefusemybrother？"AndinallthisPrincessMarysawthehandofProvidence。
TheimpressiontheprincessmadeonRostovwasaveryagreeableone。
Torememberhergavehimpleasure，andwhenhiscomrades，hearingofhisadventureatBogucharovo，ralliedhimonhavinggonetolookforhayandhavingpickeduponeofthewealthiestheiressesinRussia，hegrewangry。ItmadehimangryjustbecausetheideaofmarryingthegentlePrincessMary，whowasattractivetohimandhadanenormousfortune，hadagainsthiswillmorethanonceenteredhishead。ForhimselfpersonallyNicholascouldnotwishforabetterwife：bymarryingherhewouldmakethecountesshismotherhappy，wouldbeabletoputhisfather’saffairsinorder，andwouldeven—hefeltit—
ensurePrincessMary’shappiness。
ButSonya？Andhisplightedword？ThatwaswhyRostovgrewangrywhenhewasralliedaboutPrincessBolkonskaya。