{"id":"01KG8AMZMFHK9D466A6ZN039Y5","cid":"bafkreie3dieexaszklx6lfsrx7fvfkuj56twxjd2sa5frp2zi4klk3kxru","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":2140,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:52.918Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 5","source_file":"01KG89J1JSYKSGCE149MH9HF6A","start_line":2103,"text":"in heaven's name, does this mean, Pierre? Why were you so silent, and\r\nwhy now are you so ill-timed in speaking! Answer me;--explain all\r\nthis;--_she_--_she_--what _she_ should you be thinking of but Lucy\r\nTartan?--Pierre, beware, beware! I had thought you firmer in your lady's\r\nfaith, than such strange behavior as this would seem to hint. Answer me,\r\nPierre, what may this mean? Come, I hate a mystery; speak, my son.\"\r\n\r\nFortunately, this prolonged verbalized wonder in his mother afforded\r\nPierre time to rally from his double and aggravated astonishment,\r\nbrought about by first suspecting that his mother also had been struck\r\nby the strange aspect of the face, and then, having that suspicion so\r\nviolently beaten back upon him, by her apparently unaffected alarm at\r\nfinding him in some region of thought wholly unshared by herself at the\r\ntime.\r\n\r\n\"It is nothing--nothing, sister Mary; just nothing at all in the world.\r\nI believe I was dreaming--sleep-walking, or something of that sort. They\r\nwere vastly pretty girls there this evening, sister Mary, were they not?\r\nCome, let us walk on--do, sister mine.\"\r\n\r\n\"Pierre, Pierre!--but I will take your arm again;--and have you really\r\nnothing more to say? were you really wandering, Pierre?\"\r\n\r\n\"I swear to you, my dearest mother, that never before in my whole\r\nexistence, have I so completely gone wandering in my soul, as at that\r\nvery moment. But it is all over now.\" Then in a less earnest and\r\nsomewhat playful tone, he added: \"And sister mine, if you know aught of\r\nthe physical and sanitary authors, you must be aware, that the only\r\ntreatment for such a case of harmless temporary aberration, is for all\r\npersons to ignore it in the subject. So no more of this foolishness.\r\nTalking about it only makes me feel very unpleasantly silly, and there\r\nis no knowing that it may not bring it back upon me.\"\r\n\r\n\"Then by all means, my dear boy, not another word about it. But it's\r\npassing strange--very, very strange indeed. Well, about that morning\r\nbusiness; how fared you? Tell me about it.\"\r\n\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 5"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJS09N3S99PVZD1T34NCQ","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1JSYKSGCE149MH9HF6A","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AMZM7PTHJ4A9C8EFZB3GF","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:54.927Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:49:05.667Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}