Війна і мир

Chapter 1

           

           Pétya,clingingtohislegs,keptshouting,“Andmetoo!”

           Natásha,aftershehadpulledhimdowntowardherandcoveredhisfacewithkisses,holdinghimtightbytheskirtofhiscoat,sprangawayandprancedupanddowninoneplacelikeagoatandshriekedpiercingly.

           Allaroundwerelovingeyesglisteningwithtearsofjoy,andallaroundwerelipsseekingakiss.

           Sónyatoo,allrosyred,clungtohisarmand,radiantwithbliss,lookedeagerlytowardhiseyes,waitingforthelookforwhichshelonged.Sónyanowwassixteenandshewasverypretty,especiallyatthismomentofhappy,rapturousexcitement.Shegazedathim,nottakinghereyesoffhim,andsmilingandholdingherbreath.Hegaveheragratefullook,butwasstillexpectantandlookingforsomeone.Theoldcountesshadnotyetcome.Butnowstepswereheardatthedoor,stepssorapidthattheycouldhardlybehismother’s.

           Yetitwasshe,dressedinanewgownwhichhedidnotknow,madesincehehadleft.Alltheotherslethimgo,andherantoher.Whentheymet,shefellonhisbreast,sobbing.Shecouldnotliftherface,butonlypressedittothecoldbraidingofhishussar’sjacket.Denísov,whohadcomeintotheroomunnoticedbyanyone,stoodthereandwipedhiseyesatthesight.

           “VasíliDenísov,yourson’sfriend,”hesaid,introducinghimselftothecount,whowaslookinginquiringlyathim.

           “Youaremostwelcome!Iknow,Iknow,”saidthecount,kissingandembracingDenísov.“Nicholaswroteus...

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