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And
with
the
decision
and
tenderness
that
often
come
at
the
moment
of
awakening
,
she
embraced
her
friend
,
but
noticing
Sónya
's
look
of
embarrassment
,
her
own
face
expressed
confusion
and
suspicion
.
"
Sónya
,
you
've
read
that
letter
?
"
she
demanded
.
"
Yes
,
"
answered
Sónya
softly
.
Natásha
smiled
rapturously
.
"
No
,
Sónya
,
I
ca
n't
any
longer
!
"
she
said
.
"
I
ca
n't
hide
it
from
you
any
longer
.
You
know
,
we
love
one
another
!
Sónya
,
darling
,
he
writes
...
Sónya
...
"
Sónya
stared
open-eyed
at
Natásha
,
unable
to
believe
her
ears
.
"
And
Bolkónski
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Ah
,
Sónya
,
if
you
only
knew
how
happy
I
am
!
"
cried
Natásha
.
"
You
do
n't
know
what
love
is
...
"
"
But
,
Natásha
,
can
that
be
all
over
?
"
Natásha
looked
at
Sónya
with
wide-open
eyes
as
if
she
could
not
grasp
the
question
.
