"Be reasonable; we've surely seen enough; let's go back to the carriage." He was really suffering, and, as Benedetta had said, he did not know how to suffer.

It seemed to him monstrous that one should sadden one's life by such an excursion as this.

Life ought to be buoyant and benign under the clear sky, brightened by pleasant sights, by dance and song.

And he, with his naive egotism, had a positive horror of ugliness, poverty, and suffering, the sight of which caused him both mental and physical pain.
Benedetta shuddered even as he did, but in presence of Pierre she desired to be brave.

Glancing at him, and seeing how deeply interested and compassionate he looked, she desired to persevere in her effort to sympathise with the humble and the wretched.