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Borís
quietly
left
the
room
and
went
in
search
of
Natásha
.
The
plump
boy
ran
after
them
angrily
,
as
if
vexed
that
their
program
had
been
disturbed
.
The
only
young
people
remaining
in
the
drawing
room
,
not
counting
the
young
lady
visitor
and
the
countess
'
eldest
daughter
(
who
was
four
years
older
than
her
sister
and
behaved
already
like
a
grown-up
person
)
,
were
Nicholas
and
Sónya
,
the
niece
.
Sónya
was
a
slender
little
brunette
with
a
tender
look
in
her
eyes
which
were
veiled
by
long
lashes
,
thick
black
plaits
coiling
twice
round
her
head
,
and
a
tawny
tint
in
her
complexion
and
especially
in
the
color
of
her
slender
but
graceful
and
muscular
arms
and
neck
.
By
the
grace
of
her
movements
,
by
the
softness
and
flexibility
of
her
small
limbs
,
and
by
a
certain
coyness
and
reserve
of
manner
,
she
reminded
one
of
a
pretty
,
half-grown
kitten
which
promises
to
become
a
beautiful
little
cat
.
She
evidently
considered
it
proper
to
show
an
interest
in
the
general
conversation
by
smiling
,
but
in
spite
of
herself
her
eyes
under
their
thick
long
lashes
watched
her
cousin
who
was
going
to
join
the
army
,
with
such
passionate
girlish
adoration
that
her
smile
could
not
for
a
single
instant
impose
upon
anyone
,
and
it
was
clear
that
the
kitten
had
settled
down
only
to
spring
up
with
more
energy
and
again
play
with
her
cousin
as
soon
as
they
too
could
,
like
Natásha
and
Borís
,
escape
from
the
drawing
room
.
"
Ah
yes
,
my
dear
,
"
said
the
count
,
addressing
the
visitor
and
pointing
to
Nicholas
,
"
his
friend
Borís
has
become
an
officer
,
and
so
for
friendship
's
sake
he
is
leaving
the
university
and
me
,
his
old
father
,
and
entering
the
military
service
,
my
dear
.
And
there
was
a
place
and
everything
waiting
for
him
in
the
Archives
Department
!
Is
n't
that
friendship
?
"
remarked
the
count
in
an
inquiring
tone
.
"
But
they
say
that
war
has
been
declared
,
"
replied
the
visitor
.
"
They
've
been
saying
so
a
long
while
,
"
said
the
count
,
"
and
they
'll
say
so
again
and
again
,
and
that
will
be
the
end
of
it
.
My
dear
,
there
's
friendship
for
you
,
"
he
repeated
.
"
He
's
joining
the
hussars
.
"
The
visitor
,
not
knowing
what
to
say
,
shook
her
head
.
"
It
's
not
at
all
from
friendship
,
"
declared
Nicholas
,
flaring
up
and
turning
away
as
if
from
a
shameful
aspersion
.
"
It
is
not
from
friendship
at
all
;
I
simply
feel
that
the
army
is
my
vocation
.
"
He
glanced
at
his
cousin
and
the
young
lady
visitor
;
and
they
were
both
regarding
him
with
a
smile
of
approbation
.
"
Schubert
,
the
colonel
of
the
Pávlograd
Hussars
,
is
dining
with
us
today
.
He
has
been
here
on
leave
and
is
taking
Nicholas
back
with
him
.
It
ca
n't
be
helped
!
"
said
the
count
,
shrugging
his
shoulders
and
speaking
playfully
of
a
matter
that
evidently
distressed
him
.
