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Pierre
's
insanity
consisted
in
not
waiting
,
as
he
used
to
do
,
to
discover
personal
attributes
which
he
termed
"
good
qualities
"
in
people
before
loving
them
;
his
heart
was
now
overflowing
with
love
,
and
by
loving
people
without
cause
he
discovered
indubitable
causes
for
loving
them
.
After
Pierre
's
departure
that
first
evening
,
when
Natásha
had
said
to
Princess
Mary
with
a
gaily
mocking
smile
:
"
He
looks
just
,
yes
,
just
as
if
he
had
come
out
of
a
Russian
bath
--
in
a
short
coat
and
with
his
hair
cropped
,
"
something
hidden
and
unknown
to
herself
,
but
irrepressible
,
awoke
in
Natásha
's
soul
.
Everything
:
her
face
,
walk
,
look
,
and
voice
,
was
suddenly
altered
.
To
her
own
surprise
a
power
of
life
and
hope
of
happiness
rose
to
the
surface
and
demanded
satisfaction
.
From
that
evening
she
seemed
to
have
forgotten
all
that
had
happened
to
her
.
She
no
longer
complained
of
her
position
,
did
not
say
a
word
about
the
past
,
and
no
longer
feared
to
make
happy
plans
for
the
future
.
She
spoke
little
of
Pierre
,
but
when
Princess
Mary
mentioned
him
a
long-extinguished
light
once
more
kindled
in
her
eyes
and
her
lips
curved
with
a
strange
smile
.
The
change
that
took
place
in
Natásha
at
first
surprised
Princess
Mary
;
but
when
she
understood
its
meaning
it
grieved
her
.
"
Can
she
have
loved
my
brother
so
little
as
to
be
able
to
forget
him
so
soon
?
"
she
thought
when
she
reflected
on
the
change
.
But
when
she
was
with
Natásha
she
was
not
vexed
with
her
and
did
not
reproach
her
.
The
reawakened
power
of
life
that
had
seized
Natásha
was
so
evidently
irrepressible
and
unexpected
by
her
that
in
her
presence
Princess
Mary
felt
that
she
had
no
right
to
reproach
her
even
in
her
heart
.
Natásha
gave
herself
up
so
fully
and
frankly
to
this
new
feeling
that
she
did
not
try
to
hide
the
fact
that
she
was
no
longer
sad
,
but
bright
and
cheerful
.
When
Princess
Mary
returned
to
her
room
after
her
nocturnal
talk
with
Pierre
,
Natásha
met
her
on
the
threshold
.
"
He
has
spoken
?
Yes
?
He
has
spoken
?
"
she
repeated
.
And
a
joyful
yet
pathetic
expression
which
seemed
to
beg
forgiveness
for
her
joy
settled
on
Natásha
's
face
.
"
I
wanted
to
listen
at
the
door
,
but
I
knew
you
would
tell
me
.
"
Understandable
and
touching
as
the
look
with
which
Natásha
gazed
at
her
seemed
to
Princess
Mary
,
and
sorry
as
she
was
to
see
her
agitation
,
these
words
pained
her
for
a
moment
.
She
remembered
her
brother
and
his
love
.
