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"
There
he
is
,
always
losing
everything
!
"
remarked
the
countess
.
Natásha
entered
with
a
softened
and
agitated
expression
of
face
and
sat
down
looking
silently
at
Pierre
.
As
soon
as
she
entered
,
Pierre
's
features
,
which
had
been
gloomy
,
suddenly
lighted
up
,
and
while
still
searching
for
the
papers
he
glanced
at
her
several
times
.
"
No
,
really
!
I
'll
drive
home
,
I
must
have
left
them
there
.
I
'll
certainly
...
"
"
But
you
'll
be
late
for
dinner
.
"
"
Oh
!
And
my
coachman
has
gone
.
"
But
Sónya
,
who
had
gone
to
look
for
the
papers
in
the
anteroom
,
had
found
them
in
Pierre
's
hat
,
where
he
had
carefully
tucked
them
under
the
lining
.
Pierre
was
about
to
begin
reading
.
"
No
,
after
dinner
,
"
said
the
old
count
,
evidently
expecting
much
enjoyment
from
that
reading
.
At
dinner
,
at
which
champagne
was
drunk
to
the
health
of
the
new
chevalier
of
St.
George
,
Shinshín
told
them
the
town
news
,
of
the
illness
of
the
old
Georgian
princess
,
of
Métivier
's
disappearance
from
Moscow
,
and
of
how
some
German
fellow
had
been
brought
to
Rostopchín
and
accused
of
being
a
French
"
spyer
"
(
so
Count
Rostopchín
had
told
the
story
)
,
and
how
Rostopchín
let
him
go
and
assured
the
people
that
he
was
"
not
a
spire
at
all
,
but
only
an
old
German
ruin
.
"
"
People
are
being
arrested
...
"
said
the
count
.
"
I
've
told
the
countess
she
should
not
speak
French
so
much
.
It
's
not
the
time
for
it
now
.
"
