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An
awkward
silence
followed
these
words
.
Natásha
was
the
first
to
speak
,
defending
her
husband
and
attacking
her
brother
.
Her
defense
was
weak
and
inapt
but
she
attained
her
object
.
The
conversation
was
resumed
,
and
no
longer
in
the
unpleasantly
hostile
tone
of
Nicholas
'
last
remark
.
When
they
all
got
up
to
go
in
to
supper
,
little
Nicholas
Bolkónski
went
up
to
Pierre
,
pale
and
with
shining
,
radiant
eyes
.
"
Uncle
Pierre
,
you
...
no
...
If
Papa
were
alive
...
would
he
agree
with
you
?
"
he
asked
.
And
Pierre
suddenly
realized
what
a
special
,
independent
,
complex
,
and
powerful
process
of
thought
and
feeling
must
have
been
going
on
in
this
boy
during
that
conversation
,
and
remembering
all
he
had
said
he
regretted
that
the
lad
should
have
heard
him
He
had
,
however
,
to
give
him
an
answer
.
"
Yes
,
I
think
so
,
"
he
said
reluctantly
,
and
left
the
study
.
The
lad
looked
down
and
seemed
now
for
the
first
time
to
notice
what
he
had
done
to
the
things
on
the
table
.
He
flushed
and
went
up
to
Nicholas
.
"
Uncle
,
forgive
me
,
I
did
that
...
unintentionally
,
"
he
said
,
pointing
to
the
broken
sealing
wax
and
pens
.
Nicholas
started
angrily
.
"
All
right
,
all
right
,
"
he
said
,
throwing
the
bits
under
the
table
.
