Pierre looked over his spectacles with naive surprise, now at him and now at her, moved as if about to rise too, but changed his mind.

"Why should I mind Monsieur Pierre being here?" exclaimed the little princess suddenly, her pretty face all at once distorted by a tearful grimace.

" I have long wanted to ask you, Andrew, why you have changed so to me? What have I done to you? You are going to the war and have no pity for me.

Why is it?" "Lise!" was all Prince Andrew said.

But that one word expressed an entreaty, a threat, and above all conviction that she would herself regret her words.