Война и мир

Chapter 13

           

           MademoiselleGeorgelookedsternlyandgloomilyattheaudienceandbeganrecitingsomeFrenchversesdescribingherguiltyloveforherson.Insomeplacessheraisedhervoice,inothersshewhispered,liftingherheadtriumphantly;sometimesshepausedandutteredhoarsesounds,rollinghereyes.

           “Adorable!divine!delicious!”washeardfromeveryside.

           Natáshalookedatthefatactress,butneithersawnorheardnorunderstoodanythingofwhatwentonbeforeher.Sheonlyfeltherselfagaincompletelyborneawayintothisstrangesenselessworld—soremotefromheroldworld—aworldinwhichitwasimpossibletoknowwhatwasgoodorbad,reasonableorsenseless.BehindhersatAnatole,andconsciousofhisproximitysheexperiencedafrightenedsenseofexpectancy.

           AfterthefirstmonologuethewholecompanyroseandsurroundedMademoiselleGeorge,expressingtheirenthusiasm.

           “Howbeautifulsheis!”Natásharemarkedtoherfatherwhohadalsorisenandwasmovingthroughthecrowdtowardtheactress.

           “Idon’tthinksowhenIlookatyou!”saidAnatole,followingNatásha.Hesaidthisatamomentwhenshealonecouldhearhim.“Youareenchanting...fromthemomentIsawyouIhaveneverceased...”

           “Come,come,Natásha!”saidthecount,asheturnedbackforhisdaughter.“Howbeautifulsheis!”Natáshawithoutsayinganythingsteppeduptoherfatherandlookedathimwithsurprisedinquiringeyes.

           Aftergivingseveralrecitations,MademoiselleGeorgeleft,andCountessBezúkhovaaskedhervisitorsintotheballroom.

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