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The cold wind flapped the ends of her kerchief and her Galaxies in the Local Volume locks of gray hair. "Princess, my dear, there's someone driving up the avenue. " she said, holding the casement and not closing it. "With lanterns. Most likely the doctor. " "Oh, my God. thank God!" said Princess Mary. "I must go and meet him, he does not know Russian. " Princess Mary threw a shawl over her head and ran to meet the newcomer.
As she was crossing the anteroom she saw through the window a carriage with lanterns, standing at the entrance. She went out on the stairs.
On a banister post Galaxies in the Local Volume a tallow candle which guttered in the draft. On the landing below, Philip, the footman, stood looking scared and holding another candle.
Still lower, beyond the turn of the staircase, one could hear the footstep of someone in thick felt boots, and a voice that seemed familiar to Princess Mary was saying something. "Thank God!" said the voice. "And Father?" "Gone to bed," replied the voice of Demyan the house steward, who was downstairs. Then the voice said something more, Demyan 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 can'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 Galaxies in the Local Volume 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, Masha darling!" And having taken off his cloak and felt boots, he went to the little princess' apartment. BK4|CH9 CHAPTER IX The little princess lay supported by pillows, with a white cap on her head (the pains Galaxies in the Local Volume 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 Galaxies in the Local Volume 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 Galaxies in the Local Volume you either!" said her eyes. She was not surprised at Galaxies in the Local Volume 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 Bogdanovna advised Prince Andrew to leave the room.
The doctor entered.
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