Война и мир

Chapter 18

           Tallandstout,holdinghighherfifty-year-oldheadwithitsgraycurls,shestoodsurveyingtheguests,andleisurelyarrangedherwidesleevesasifrollingthemup.MáryaDmítrievnaalwaysspokeinRussian.

           “Healthandhappinesstoherwhosenamedaywearekeepingandtoherchildren,”shesaid,inherloud,full-tonedvoicewhichdrownedallothers.“Well,youoldsinner,”shewenton,turningtothecountwhowaskissingherhand,“you’refeelingdullinMoscow,Idaresay?Nowheretohuntwithyourdogs?Butwhatistobedone,oldman?Justseehowthesenestlingsaregrowingup,”andshepointedtothegirls.“Youmustlookforhusbandsforthemwhetheryoulikeitornot....”

           “Well,”saidshe,“how’smyCossack?”(MáryaDmítrievnaalwayscalledNatáshaaCossack)andshestrokedthechild’sarmasshecameupfearlessandgaytokissherhand.“Iknowshe’sascampofagirl,butIlikeher.”

           Shetookapairofpear-shapedrubyearringsfromherhugereticuleand,havinggiventhemtotherosyNatásha,whobeamedwiththepleasureofhersaint’s-dayfete,turnedawayatonceandaddressedherselftoPierre.

           “Eh,eh,friend!Comehereabit,”saidshe,assumingasofthightoneofvoice.“Comehere,myfriend...”andsheominouslytuckeduphersleevesstillhigher.Pierreapproached,lookingatherinachildlikewaythroughhisspectacles.

           “Comenearer,comenearer,friend!Iusedtobetheonlyonetotellyourfatherthetruthwhenhewasinfavor,andinyourcaseit’smyevidentduty.”Shepaused.

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