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Chapter 23

           

           “Whatisit?What’sthematter?”

           “Oh,Iamsohappy!”shereplied,smiledthroughhertears,bentoverclosertohim,pausedforaninstantasifaskingherselfwhethershemight,andthenkissedhim.

           PrinceAndrewheldherhands,lookedintohereyes,anddidnotfindinhishearthisformerloveforher.Somethinginhimhadsuddenlychanged;therewasnolongertheformerpoeticandmysticcharmofdesire,buttherewaspityforherfeminineandchildishweakness,fearatherdevotionandtrustfulness,andanoppressiveyetjoyfulsenseofthedutythatnowboundhimtoherforever.Thepresentfeeling,thoughnotsobrightandpoeticastheformer,wasstrongerandmoreserious.

           “Didyourmothertellyouthatitcannotbeforayear?”askedPrinceAndrew,stilllookingintohereyes.

           “IsitpossiblethatI—the‘chitofagirl,’aseverybodycalledme,”thoughtNatásha—“isitpossiblethatIamnowtobethewifeandtheequalofthisstrange,dear,clevermanwhomevenmyfatherlooksupto?Canitbetrue?Canitbetruethattherecanbenomoreplayingwithlife,thatnowIamgrownup,thatonmenowliesaresponsibilityformyeverywordanddeed?Yes,butwhatdidheaskme?”

           “No,”shereplied,butshehadnotunderstoodhisquestion.

           “Forgiveme!”hesaid.“Butyouaresoyoung,andIhavealreadybeenthroughsomuchinlife.Iamafraidforyou,youdonotyetknowyourself.”

           Natáshalistenedwithconcentratedattention,tryingbutfailingtotakeinthemeaningofhiswords

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