Only when footsteps or voices were heard did they look at one another, the princess anxious and inquiring, the nurse encouraging.

Everyone in the house was dominated by the same feeling that Princess Mary experienced as she sat in her room.

But owing to the superstition that the fewer the people who know of it the less a woman in travail suffers, everyone tried to pretend not to know; no one spoke of it, but apart from the ordinary staid and respectful good manners habitual in the prince's household, a common anxiety, a softening of the heart, and a consciousness that something great and mysterious was being accomplished at that moment made itself felt.

There was no laughter in the maids' large hall.