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Chapter 15

           SheagainglancedrapidlyfromPierre’sfacetothatoftheladyintheblackdressandsaid:

           “Doyoureallynotrecognizeher?”

           Pierrelookedagainatthecompanion’spale,delicatefacewithitsblackeyesandpeculiarmouth,andsomethingneartohim,longforgottenandmorethansweet,lookedathimfromthoseattentiveeyes.

           “Butno,itcan’tbe!”hethought.“Thisstern,thin,palefacethatlookssomucholder!Itcannotbeshe.Itmerelyremindsmeofher.”ButatthatmomentPrincessMarysaid,“Natásha!”Andwithdifficulty,effort,andstress,liketheopeningofadoorgrownrustyonitshinges,asmileappearedonthefacewiththeattentiveeyes,andfromthatopeningdoorcameabreathoffragrancewhichsuffusedPierrewithahappinesshehadlongforgottenandofwhichhehadnotevenbeenthinking—especiallyatthatmoment.Itsuffusedhim,seizedhim,andenvelopedhimcompletely.Whenshesmileddoubtwasnolongerpossible,itwasNatáshaandhelovedher.

           AtthatmomentPierreinvoluntarilybetrayedtoher,toPrincessMary,andabovealltohimself,asecretofwhichhehimselfhadbeenunaware.Heflushedjoyfullyyetwithpainfuldistress.Hetriedtohidehisagitation.Butthemorehetriedtohideitthemoreclearly—clearerthananywordscouldhavedone—didhebetraytohimself,toher,andtoPrincessMarythathelovedher.

           “No,it’sonlytheunexpectednessofit,”thoughtPierre

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