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Berg
was
satisfied
and
happy
.
The
smile
of
pleasure
never
left
his
face
.
The
party
was
very
successful
and
quite
like
other
parties
he
had
seen
.
Everything
was
similar
:
the
ladies
'
subtle
talk
,
the
cards
,
the
general
raising
his
voice
at
the
card
table
,
and
the
samovar
and
the
tea
cakes
;
only
one
thing
was
lacking
that
he
had
always
seen
at
the
evening
parties
he
wished
to
imitate
They
had
not
yet
had
a
loud
conversation
among
the
men
and
a
dispute
about
something
important
and
clever
.
Now
the
general
had
begun
such
a
discussion
and
so
Berg
drew
Pierre
to
it
.
Next
day
,
having
been
invited
by
the
count
,
Prince
Andrew
dined
with
the
Rostóvs
and
spent
the
rest
of
the
day
there
.
Everyone
in
the
house
realized
for
whose
sake
Prince
Andrew
came
,
and
without
concealing
it
he
tried
to
be
with
Natásha
all
day
.
Not
only
in
the
soul
of
the
frightened
yet
happy
and
enraptured
Natásha
,
but
in
the
whole
house
,
there
was
a
feeling
of
awe
at
something
important
that
was
bound
to
happen
.
The
countess
looked
with
sad
and
sternly
serious
eyes
at
Prince
Andrew
when
he
talked
to
Natásha
and
timidly
started
some
artificial
conversation
about
trifles
as
soon
as
he
looked
her
way
.
Sónya
was
afraid
to
leave
Natásha
and
afraid
of
being
in
the
way
when
she
was
with
them
.
Natásha
grew
pale
,
in
a
panic
of
expectation
,
when
she
remained
alone
with
him
for
a
moment
.
Prince
Andrew
surprised
her
by
his
timidity
.
She
felt
that
he
wanted
to
say
something
to
her
but
could
not
bring
himself
to
do
so
.
In
the
evening
,
when
Prince
Andrew
had
left
,
the
countess
went
up
to
Natásha
and
whispered
:
"
Well
,
what
?
"
"
Mamma
!
For
heaven
's
sake
do
n't
ask
me
anything
now
!
One
ca
n't
talk
about
that
,
"
said
Natásha
.
But
all
the
same
that
night
Natásha
,
now
agitated
and
now
frightened
,
lay
a
long
time
in
her
mother
's
bed
gazing
straight
before
her
.
She
told
her
how
he
had
complimented
her
,
how
he
told
her
he
was
going
abroad
,
asked
her
where
they
were
going
to
spend
the
summer
,
and
then
how
he
had
asked
her
about
Borís
.
"
But
such
a.
.
.
such
a.
.
.
never
happened
to
me
before
!
"
she
said
.
"
Only
I
feel
afraid
in
his
presence
.
I
am
always
afraid
when
I
'm
with
him
.
What
does
that
mean
?
Does
it
mean
that
it
's
the
real
thing
?
Yes
?
Mamma
,
are
you
asleep
?
"
"
No
,
my
love
;
I
am
frightened
myself
,
"
answered
her
mother
.
"
Now
go
!
"
