Chapter 46: VIII

VIII This same morning dawned for the prince pregnant with no less painful presentiments—which fact his physical state was, of course, quite enough to account for; but he was so indefinably melancholy—his sadness could not attach itself to anything in particular, and this tormented him more than anything else. Of course certain facts stood before him, clear and painful, but his sadness went beyond all that he could remember or imagine; he realized that he was powerless to console himself un…