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Directly
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Meanwhile
,
Pétya
,
having
found
and
seized
the
sabers
in
the
outer
room
,
with
the
delight
boys
feel
at
the
sight
of
a
military
elder
brother
,
and
forgetting
that
it
was
unbecoming
for
the
girls
to
see
men
undressed
,
opened
the
bedroom
door
.
"
Is
this
your
saber
?
"
he
shouted
.
The
girls
sprang
aside
.
Denísov
hid
his
hairy
legs
under
the
blanket
,
looking
with
a
scared
face
at
his
comrade
for
help
.
The
door
,
having
let
Pétya
in
,
closed
again
.
A
sound
of
laughter
came
from
behind
it
.
"
Nicholas
!
Come
out
in
your
dressing
gown
!
"
said
Natásha
's
voice
.
"
Is
this
your
saber
?
"
asked
Pétya
.
"
Or
is
it
yours
?
"
he
said
,
addressing
the
black-mustached
Denísov
with
servile
deference
.
Rostóv
hurriedly
put
something
on
his
feet
,
drew
on
his
dressing
gown
,
and
went
out
.
Natásha
had
put
on
one
spurred
boot
and
was
just
getting
her
foot
into
the
other
.
Sónya
,
when
he
came
in
,
was
twirling
round
and
was
about
to
expand
her
dresses
into
a
balloon
and
sit
down
.
They
were
dressed
alike
,
in
new
pale-blue
frocks
,
and
were
both
fresh
,
rosy
,
and
bright
.
Sónya
ran
away
,
but
Natásha
,
taking
her
brother
's
arm
,
led
him
into
the
sitting
room
,
where
they
began
talking
.
They
hardly
gave
one
another
time
to
ask
questions
and
give
replies
concerning
a
thousand
little
matters
which
could
not
interest
anyone
but
themselves
.
Natásha
laughed
at
every
word
he
said
or
that
she
said
herself
,
not
because
what
they
were
saying
was
amusing
,
but
because
she
felt
happy
and
was
unable
to
control
her
joy
which
expressed
itself
by
laughter
.
"
Oh
,
how
nice
,
how
splendid
!
"
she
said
to
everything
.
Rostóv
felt
that
,
under
the
influence
of
the
warm
rays
of
love
,
that
childlike
smile
which
had
not
once
appeared
on
his
face
since
he
left
home
now
for
the
first
time
after
eighteen
months
again
brightened
his
soul
and
his
face
.
