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Pierre
wished
to
join
the
former
,
but
Anna
Pávlovna
--
who
was
in
the
excited
condition
of
a
commander
on
a
battlefield
to
whom
thousands
of
new
and
brilliant
ideas
occur
which
there
is
hardly
time
to
put
in
action
--
seeing
Pierre
,
touched
his
sleeve
with
her
finger
,
saying
:
"
Wait
a
bit
,
I
have
something
in
view
for
you
this
evening
.
"
(
She
glanced
at
Hélène
and
smiled
at
her
.
)
"
My
dear
Hélène
,
be
charitable
to
my
poor
aunt
who
adores
you
.
Go
and
keep
her
company
for
ten
minutes
.
And
that
it
will
not
be
too
dull
,
here
is
the
dear
count
who
will
not
refuse
to
accompany
you
.
"
The
beauty
went
to
the
aunt
,
but
Anna
Pávlovna
detained
Pierre
,
looking
as
if
she
had
to
give
some
final
necessary
instructions
.
"
Is
n't
she
exquisite
?
"
she
said
to
Pierre
,
pointing
to
the
stately
beauty
as
she
glided
away
.
"
And
how
she
carries
herself
!
For
so
young
a
girl
,
such
tact
,
such
masterly
perfection
of
manner
!
It
comes
from
her
heart
.
Happy
the
man
who
wins
her
!
With
her
the
least
worldly
of
men
would
occupy
a
most
brilliant
position
in
society
.
Do
n't
you
think
so
?
I
only
wanted
to
know
your
opinion
,
"
and
Anna
Pávlovna
let
Pierre
go
.
Pierre
,
in
reply
,
sincerely
agreed
with
her
as
to
Hélène
's
perfection
of
manner
.
If
he
ever
thought
of
Hélène
,
it
was
just
of
her
beauty
and
her
remarkable
skill
in
appearing
silently
dignified
in
society
.
The
old
aunt
received
the
two
young
people
in
her
corner
,
but
seemed
desirous
of
hiding
her
adoration
for
Hélène
and
inclined
rather
to
show
her
fear
of
Anna
Pávlovna
.
She
looked
at
her
niece
,
as
if
inquiring
what
she
was
to
do
with
these
people
.
On
leaving
them
,
Anna
Pávlovna
again
touched
Pierre
's
sleeve
,
saying
:
"
I
hope
you
wo
n't
say
that
it
is
dull
in
my
house
again
,
"
and
she
glanced
at
Hélène
.
Hélène
smiled
,
with
a
look
implying
that
she
did
not
admit
the
possibility
of
anyone
seeing
her
without
being
enchanted
.
The
aunt
coughed
,
swallowed
,
and
said
in
French
that
she
was
very
pleased
to
see
Hélène
,
then
she
turned
to
Pierre
with
the
same
words
of
welcome
and
the
same
look
.
In
the
middle
of
a
dull
and
halting
conversation
,
Hélène
turned
to
Pierre
with
the
beautiful
bright
smile
that
she
gave
to
everyone
.
Pierre
was
so
used
to
that
smile
,
and
it
had
so
little
meaning
for
him
,
that
he
paid
no
attention
to
it
.
The
aunt
was
just
speaking
of
a
collection
of
snuffboxes
that
had
belonged
to
Pierre
's
father
,
Count
Bezúkhov
,
and
showed
them
her
own
box
.
Princess
Hélène
asked
to
see
the
portrait
of
the
aunt
's
husband
on
the
box
lid
.
"
That
is
probably
the
work
of
Vinesse
,
"
said
Pierre
,
mentioning
a
celebrated
miniaturist
,
and
he
leaned
over
the
table
to
take
the
snuffbox
while
trying
to
hear
what
was
being
said
at
the
other
table
.
He
half
rose
,
meaning
to
go
round
,
but
the
aunt
handed
him
the
snuffbox
,
passing
it
across
Hélène
's
back
.
Hélène
stooped
forward
to
make
room
,
and
looked
round
with
a
smile
.
She
was
,
as
always
at
evening
parties
,
wearing
a
dress
such
as
was
then
fashionable
,
cut
very
low
at
front
and
back
.
