crowd were heard
With drooping head Princess Márya left the crowd and went back to the house.
Having repeated her order to Dron to have horses ready for her departure next morning, she went to her room and remained alone with her own thoughts.
XII
For a long time that night Princess Márya sat by the open window of her room hearing the sound of the peasants’ voices that reached her from the village, but it was not of them she was thinking.
She felt that she could not understand them however much she might think about them. She thought only of one thing, her sorrow, which, after the break caused by cares for the present, seemed already to belong to the past. Now she could remember it and weep or pray.
After sunset the wind had dropped. The night was calm and