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And
evidently
suppressing
his
vexation
with
difficulty
,
he
turned
away
from
the
boy
.
"
You
ought
not
to
have
been
here
at
all
,
"
he
said
.
The
conversation
at
supper
was
not
about
politics
or
societies
,
but
turned
on
the
subject
Nicholas
liked
best
--
recollections
of
1812
.
Denísov
started
these
and
Pierre
was
particularly
agreeable
and
amusing
about
them
.
The
family
separated
on
the
most
friendly
terms
.
After
supper
Nicholas
,
having
undressed
in
his
study
and
given
instructions
to
the
steward
who
had
been
waiting
for
him
,
went
to
the
bedroom
in
his
dressing
gown
,
where
he
found
his
wife
still
at
her
table
,
writing
.
"
What
are
you
writing
,
Mary
?
"
Nicholas
asked
.
Countess
Mary
blushed
.
She
was
afraid
that
what
she
was
writing
would
not
be
understood
or
approved
by
her
husband
.
She
had
wanted
to
conceal
what
she
was
writing
from
him
,
but
at
the
same
time
was
glad
he
had
surprised
her
at
it
and
that
she
would
now
have
to
tell
him
.
"
A
diary
,
Nicholas
,
"
she
replied
,
handing
him
a
blue
exercise
book
filled
with
her
firm
,
bold
writing
.
"
A
diary
?
"
Nicholas
repeated
with
a
shade
of
irony
,
and
he
took
up
the
book
.
It
was
in
French
.
