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Suddenly
she
jumped
up
onto
a
tub
to
be
higher
than
he
,
embraced
him
so
that
both
her
slender
bare
arms
clasped
him
above
his
neck
,
and
,
tossing
back
her
hair
,
kissed
him
full
on
the
lips
.
Then
she
slipped
down
among
the
flowerpots
on
the
other
side
of
the
tubs
and
stood
,
hanging
her
head
.
"
Natásha
,
"
he
said
,
"
you
know
that
I
love
you
,
but
...
"
"
You
are
in
love
with
me
?
"
Natásha
broke
in
.
"
Yes
,
I
am
,
but
please
do
n't
let
us
do
like
that
...
In
another
four
years
...
then
I
will
ask
for
your
hand
.
"
Natásha
considered
.
"
Thirteen
,
fourteen
,
fifteen
,
sixteen
,
"
she
counted
on
her
slender
little
fingers
.
"
All
right
!
Then
it
's
settled
?
"
A
smile
of
joy
and
satisfaction
lit
up
her
eager
face
.
"
Settled
!
"
replied
Borís
.
"
Forever
?
"
said
the
little
girl
.
"
Till
death
itself
?
"
