" "Darkness and gloom," reiterated Pierre: "yes, yes, I understand that.

" "I cannot help loving the light, it is not my fault.

And I am very happy! You understand me? I know you are glad for my sake.

" "Yes, yes," Pierre assented, looking at his friend with a touched and sad expression in his eyes.

The brighter Prince Andrew's lot appeared to him, the gloomier seemed his own.