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The

band

again

struck

up

,

the

count

and

countess

kissed

,

and

the

guests

,

leaving

their

seats

,

went

up

to

"

congratulate

"

the

countess

,

and

reached

across

the

table

to

clink

glasses

with

the

count

,

with

the

children

,

and

with

one

another

.

Again

the

footmen

rushed

about

,

chairs

scraped

,

and

in

the

same

order

in

which

they

had

entered

but

with

redder

faces

,

the

guests

returned

to

the

drawing

room

and

to

the

count

's

study

.

The

card

tables

were

drawn

out

,

sets

made

up

for

boston

,

and

the

count

's

visitors

settled

themselves

,

some

in

the

two

drawing

rooms

,

some

in

the

sitting

room

,

some

in

the

library

.

The

count

,

holding

his

cards

fanwise

,

kept

himself

with

difficulty

from

dropping

into

his

usual

after-dinner

nap

,

and

laughed

at

everything

.

The

young

people

,

at

the

countess

'

instigation

,

gathered

round

the

clavichord

and

harp

.

Julie

by

general

request

played

first

.

After

she

had

played

a

little

air

with

variations

on

the

harp

,

she

joined

the

other

young

ladies

in

begging

Natásha

and

Nicholas

,

who

were

noted

for

their

musical

talent

,

to

sing

something

.

Natásha

,

who

was

treated

as

though

she

were

grown

up

,

was

evidently

very

proud

of

this

but

at

the

same

time

felt

shy

.

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"

What

shall

we

sing

?

"

she

said

.

"'

The

Brook

,

"'

suggested

Nicholas

.

"

Well

,

then

,

let

's

be

quick

.

Borís

,

come

here

,

"

said

Natásha

.

"

But

where

is

Sónya

?

"

She

looked

round

and

seeing

that

her

friend

was

not

in

the

room

ran

to

look

for

her

.

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Running

into

Sónya

's

room

and

not

finding

her

there

,

Natásha

ran

to

the

nursery

,

but

Sónya

was

not

there

either

.

Natásha

concluded

that

she

must

be

on

the

chest

in

the

passage

.

The

chest

in

the

passage

was

the

place

of

mourning

for

the

younger

female

generation

in

the

Rostóv

household

.

And

there

in

fact

was

Sónya

lying

face

downward

on

Nurse

's

dirty

feather

bed

on

the

top

of

the

chest

,

crumpling

her

gauzy

pink

dress

under

her

,

hiding

her

face

with

her

slender

fingers

,

and

sobbing

so

convulsively

that

her

bare

little

shoulders

shook

.

Natásha

's

face

,

which

had

been

so

radiantly

happy

all

that

saint

's

day

,

suddenly

changed

:

her

eyes

became

fixed

,

and

then

a

shiver

passed

down

her

broad

neck

and

the

corners

of

her

mouth

drooped

.

"

Sónya

!

What

is

it

?

What

is

the

matter

?

...

Oo

...

Oo

...

Oo

...

!

"

And

Natásha

's

large

mouth

widened

,

making

her

look

quite

ugly

,

and

she

began

to

wail

like

a

baby

without

knowing

why

,

except

that

Sónya

was

crying

.

Sónya

tried

to

lift

her

head

to

answer

but

could

not

,

and

hid

her

face

still

deeper

in

the

bed

.

Natásha

wept

,

sitting

on

the

blue-striped

feather

bed

and

hugging

her

friend

.

With

an

effort

Sónya

sat

up

and

began

wiping

her

eyes

and

explaining

.

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