Війна і мир

Chapter 1

           Whyhasfategivenyoutwosuchsplendidchildren?Idon’tspeakofAnatole,youryoungest.Idon’tlikehim,”sheaddedinatoneadmittingofnorejoinderandraisinghereyebrows.“Twosuchcharmingchildren.Andreallyyouappreciatethemlessthananyone,andsoyoudon’tdeservetohavethem.”

           Andshesmiledherecstaticsmile.

           “Ican’thelpit,”saidtheprince.“LavaterwouldhavesaidIlackthebumpofpaternity.”

           “Don’tjoke;Imeantohaveaserioustalkwithyou.DoyouknowIamdissatisfiedwithyouryoungerson?Betweenourselves”(andherfaceassumeditsmelancholyexpression),“hewasmentionedatHerMajesty’sandyouwerepitied....”

           Theprinceanswerednothing,butshelookedathimsignificantly,awaitingareply.Hefrowned.

           “Whatwouldyouhavemedo?”hesaidatlast.“YouknowIdidallafathercouldfortheireducation,andtheyhavebothturnedoutfools.Hippolyteisatleastaquietfool,butAnatoleisanactiveone.Thatistheonlydifferencebetweenthem.”Hesaidthissmilinginawaymorenaturalandanimatedthanusual,sothatthewrinklesroundhismouthveryclearlyrevealedsomethingunexpectedlycoarseandunpleasant.

           “Andwhyarechildrenborntosuchmenasyou?IfyouwerenotafathertherewouldbenothingIcouldreproachyouwith,”saidAnnaPávlovna,lookinguppensively.

           “IamyourfaithfulslaveandtoyoualoneIcanconfessthatmychildrenarethebaneofmylife.ItisthecrossIhavetobear.ThatishowIexplainittomyself.

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