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"
Suppose
he
finds
out
,
and
your
brother
,
and
your
betrothed
?
"
"
I
have
no
betrothed
:
I
have
refused
him
!
"
cried
Natásha
.
"
That
's
all
the
same
,
"
continued
Márya
Dmítrievna
.
"
If
they
hear
of
this
,
will
they
let
it
pass
?
He
,
your
father
,
I
know
him
...
if
he
challenges
him
to
a
duel
will
that
be
all
right
?
Eh
?
"
"
Oh
,
let
me
be
!
Why
have
you
interfered
at
all
?
Why
?
Why
?
Who
asked
you
to
?
"
shouted
Natásha
,
raising
herself
on
the
sofa
and
looking
malignantly
at
Márya
Dmítrievna
.
"
But
what
did
you
want
?
"
cried
Márya
Dmítrievna
,
growing
angry
again
.
"
Were
you
kept
under
lock
and
key
?
Who
hindered
his
coming
to
the
house
?
Why
carry
you
off
as
if
you
were
some
gypsy
singing
girl
?
...
Well
,
if
he
had
carried
you
off
...
do
you
think
they
would
n't
have
found
him
?
Your
father
,
or
brother
,
or
your
betrothed
?
And
he
's
a
scoundrel
,
a
wretch
--
that
's
a
fact
!
"
"
He
is
better
than
any
of
you
!
"
exclaimed
Natásha
getting
up
.
"
If
you
had
n't
interfered
...
Oh
,
my
God
!
What
is
it
all
?
What
is
it
?
Sónya
,
why
?
...
Go
away
!
"
And
she
burst
into
sobs
with
the
despairing
vehemence
with
which
people
bewail
disasters
they
feel
they
have
themselves
occasioned
.
Márya
Dmítrievna
was
to
speak
again
but
Natásha
cried
out
:
"
Go
away
!
Go
away
!
You
all
hate
and
despise
me
!
"
and
she
threw
herself
back
on
the
sofa
.
Márya
Dmítrievna
went
on
admonishing
her
for
some
time
,
enjoining
on
her
that
it
must
all
be
kept
from
her
father
and
assuring
her
that
nobody
would
know
anything
about
it
if
only
Natásha
herself
would
undertake
to
forget
it
all
and
not
let
anyone
see
that
something
had
happened
.
Natásha
did
not
reply
,
nor
did
she
sob
any
longer
,
but
she
grew
cold
and
had
a
shivering
fit
.
