Chapter 7

           

           Nextday,byMáryaDmítrievna’sadvice,CountRostóvtookNatáshatocallonPrinceNicholasBolkónski.Thecountdidnotsetoutcheerfullyonthisvisit,athearthefeltafraid.Hewellrememberedthelastinterviewhehadhadwiththeoldprinceatthetimeoftheenrollment,wheninreplytoaninvitationtodinnerhehadhadtolistentoanangryreprimandfornothavingprovidedhisfullquotaofmen.Natásha,ontheotherhand,havingputonherbestgown,wasinthehighestspirits.“Theycan’thelplikingme,”shethought.“Everybodyalwayshaslikedme,andIamsowillingtodoanythingtheywish,soreadytobefondofhim—forbeinghisfather—andofher—forbeinghissister—thatthereisnoreasonforthemnottolikeme....”

           TheydroveuptothegloomyoldhouseontheVozdvízhenkaandenteredthevestibule.

           “Well,theLordhavemercyonus!”saidthecount,halfinjest,halfinearnest;butNatáshanoticedthatherfatherwasflurriedonenteringtheanteroomandinquiredtimidlyandsoftlywhethertheprinceandprincesswereathome.

           Whentheyhadbeenannouncedaperturbationwasnoticeableamongtheservants.Thefootmanwhohadgonetoannouncethemwasstoppedbyanotherinthelargehallandtheywhisperedtooneanother.Thenamaidservantranintothehallandhurriedlysaidsomething,mentioningtheprincess.Atlastanold,crosslookingfootmancameandannouncedtotheRostóvsthattheprincewasnotreceiving,butthattheprincessbeggedthemtowalkup.ThefirstpersonwhocametomeetthevisitorswasMademoiselleBourienne.

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