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Chapter 12

           Thatevening,proudofDólokhov’sproposal,herrefusal,andherexplanationwithNicholas,Sónyatwirledaboutbeforeshelefthomesothatthemaidcouldhardlygetherhairplaited,andshewastransparentlyradiantwithimpulsivejoy.

           Natáshanolessproudofherfirstlongdressandofbeingatarealballwasevenhappier.Theywerebothdressedinwhitemuslinwithpinkribbons.

           Natáshafellinlovetheverymomentsheenteredtheballroom.Shewasnotinlovewithanyoneinparticular,butwitheveryone.Whateverpersonshehappenedtolookatshewasinlovewithforthatmoment.

           “Oh,howdelightfulitis!”shekeptsaying,runninguptoSónya.

           NicholasandDenísovwerewalkingupanddown,lookingwithkindlypatronageatthedancers.

           “Howsweetsheis—shewillbeawealbeauty!”saidDenísov.

           “Who?”

           “CountessNatásha,”answeredDenísov.

           “Andhowshedances!Whatgwace!”hesaidagainafterapause.

           “Whoareyoutalkingabout?”

           “Aboutyoursister,”ejaculatedDenísovtestily.

           Rostóvsmiled.

           “Mydearcount,youwereoneofmybestpupils—youmustdance,”saidlittleIogelcominguptoNicholas.“Lookhowmanycharmingyoungladies—”HeturnedwiththesamerequesttoDenísovwhowasalsoaformerpupilofhis.

           “No,mydearfellow,I’llbeawallflower,”saidDenísov.“Don’tyouwecollectwhatbaduseImadeofyourlessons?”

           “Ohno!”saidIogel,hasteningtoreassurehim.“Youwereonlyinattentive,butyouhadtalent—ohyes,youhadtalent!”

           Thebandstruckupthenewlyintroducedmazurka.

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