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"
Natásha
,
your
hair
!
...
"
whispered
Sónya
.
An
attendant
deferentially
and
quickly
slipped
before
the
ladies
and
opened
the
door
of
their
box
.
The
music
sounded
louder
and
through
the
door
rows
of
brightly
lit
boxes
in
which
ladies
sat
with
bare
arms
and
shoulders
,
and
noisy
stalls
brilliant
with
uniforms
,
glittered
before
their
eyes
.
A
lady
entering
the
next
box
shot
a
glance
of
feminine
envy
at
Natásha
.
The
curtain
had
not
yet
risen
and
the
overture
was
being
played
.
Natásha
,
smoothing
her
gown
,
went
in
with
Sónya
and
sat
down
,
scanning
the
brilliant
tiers
of
boxes
opposite
.
A
sensation
she
had
not
experienced
for
a
long
time
--
that
of
hundreds
of
eyes
looking
at
her
bare
arms
and
neck
--
suddenly
affected
her
both
agreeably
and
disagreeably
and
called
up
a
whole
crowd
of
memories
,
desires
and
emotions
associated
with
that
feeling
.
The
two
remarkably
pretty
girls
,
Natásha
and
Sónya
,
with
Count
Rostóv
who
had
not
been
seen
in
Moscow
for
a
long
time
,
attracted
general
attention
.
Moreover
,
everybody
knew
vaguely
of
Natásha
's
engagement
to
Prince
Andrew
,
and
knew
that
the
Rostóvs
had
lived
in
the
country
ever
since
,
and
all
looked
with
curiosity
at
a
fiancée
who
was
making
one
of
the
best
matches
in
Russia
.
Natásha
's
looks
,
as
everyone
told
her
,
had
improved
in
the
country
,
and
that
evening
thanks
to
her
agitation
she
was
particularly
pretty
.
She
struck
those
who
saw
her
by
her
fullness
of
life
and
beauty
,
combined
with
her
indifference
to
everything
about
her
.
Her
black
eyes
looked
at
the
crowd
without
seeking
anyone
,
and
her
delicate
arm
,
bare
to
above
the
elbow
,
lay
on
the
velvet
edge
of
the
box
,
while
,
evidently
unconsciously
,
she
opened
and
closed
her
hand
in
time
to
the
music
,
crumpling
her
program
.
"
Look
,
there
's
Alénina
,
"
said
Sónya
,
"
with
her
mother
,
is
n't
it
?
"
"
Dear
me
,
Michael
Kirílovich
has
grown
still
stouter
!
"
remarked
the
count
.
"
Look
at
our
Anna
Mikháylovna
--
what
a
headdress
she
has
on
!
"
"
The
Karágins
,
Julie
--
and
Borís
with
them
.
One
can
see
at
once
that
they
're
engaged
...
"
"
Drubetskóy
has
proposed
?
"
"
Oh
yes
,
I
heard
it
today
,
"
said
Shinshín
,
coming
into
the
Rostóvs
'
box
.
Natásha
looked
in
the
direction
in
which
her
father
's
eyes
were
turned
and
saw
Julie
sitting
beside
her
mother
with
a
happy
look
on
her
face
and
a
string
of
pearls
round
her
thick
red
neck
--
which
Natásha
knew
was
covered
with
powder
.
