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Chapter 10

           AshewasputtingNatáshainhepressedherarmabovetheelbow.Agitatedandflushedsheturnedround.Hewaslookingatherwithglitteringeyes,smilingtenderly.

           OnlyaftershehadreachedhomewasNatáshaableclearlytothinkoverwhathadhappenedtoher,andsuddenlyrememberingPrinceAndrewshewashorrified,andatteatowhichallhadsatdownaftertheopera,shegavealoudexclamation,flushed,andranoutoftheroom.

           “OGod!Iamlost!”shesaidtoherself.“HowcouldIlethim?”Shesatforalongtimehidingherflushedfaceinherhandstryingtorealizewhathadhappenedtoher,butwasunableeithertounderstandwhathadhappenedorwhatshefelt.Everythingseemeddark,obscure,andterrible.Thereinthatenormous,illuminatedtheaterwherethebare-leggedDuport,inatinsel-decoratedjacket,jumpedabouttothemusiconwetboards,andyounggirlsandoldmen,andthenearlynakedHélènewithherproud,calmsmile,rapturouslycried“bravo!”—thereinthepresenceofthatHélèneithadallseemedclearandsimple;butnow,alonebyherself,itwasincomprehensible.“Whatisit?WhatwasthatterrorIfeltofhim?WhatisthisgnawingofconscienceIamfeelingnow?”shethought.

           OnlytotheoldcountessatnightinbedcouldNatáshahavetoldallshewasfeeling.SheknewthatSónyawithhersevereandsimpleviewswouldeithernotunderstanditatallorwouldbehorrifiedatsuchaconfession.SoNatáshatriedtosolvewhatwastorturingherbyherself

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