Война и мир

Chapter 22

           Hepointedtohismanuscriptbookwiththatairofescapingfromtheillsoflifewithwhichunhappypeoplelookattheirwork.

           PrinceAndrew,withabeaming,ecstaticexpressionofrenewedlifeonhisface,pausedinfrontofPierreand,notnoticinghissadlook,smiledathimwiththeegotismofjoy.

           “Well,dearheart,”saidhe,“IwantedtotellyouaboutityesterdayandIhavecometodosotoday.Ineverexperiencedanythinglikeitbefore.Iaminlove,myfriend!”

           SuddenlyPierreheavedadeepsighanddumpedhisheavypersondownonthesofabesidePrinceAndrew.

           “WithNatáshaRostóva,yes?”saidhe.

           “Yes,yes!Whoelseshoulditbe?Ishouldneverhavebelievedit,butthefeelingisstrongerthanI.YesterdayItormentedmyselfandsuffered,butIwouldnotexchangeeventhattormentforanythingintheworld,Ihavenotlivedtillnow.AtlastIlive,butIcan’tlivewithouther!Butcansheloveme?...Iamtoooldforher....Whydon’tyouspeak?”

           “I?I?WhatdidItellyou?”saidPierresuddenly,risingandbeginningtopaceupanddowntheroom.“Ialwaysthoughtit....Thatgirlissuchatreasure...sheisararegirl....Mydearfriend,Ientreatyou,don’tphilosophize,don’tdoubt,marry,marry,marry....AndIamsuretherewillnotbeahappiermanthanyou.”

           “Butwhatofher?”

           “Shelovesyou.”

           “Don’ttalkrubbish...”saidPrinceAndrew,smilingandlookingintoPierre’seyes.

           “Shedoes,Iknow,”Pierrecriedfiercely.

           “Butdolisten,”returnedPrinceAndrew,holdinghimbythearm

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