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"
He
is
dozing
,
"
said
Anna
Mikháylovna
,
observing
that
one
of
the
princesses
was
coming
to
take
her
turn
at
watching
.
"
Let
us
go
.
"
Pierre
went
out
.
There
was
now
no
one
in
the
reception
room
except
Prince
Vasíli
and
the
eldest
princess
,
who
were
sitting
under
the
portrait
of
Catherine
the
Great
and
talking
eagerly
.
As
soon
as
they
saw
Pierre
and
his
companion
they
became
silent
,
and
Pierre
thought
he
saw
the
princess
hide
something
as
she
whispered
:
"
I
ca
n't
bear
the
sight
of
that
woman
.
"
"
Catiche
has
had
tea
served
in
the
small
drawing
room
,
"
said
Prince
Vasíli
to
Anna
Mikháylovna
.
"
Go
and
take
something
,
my
poor
Anna
Mikháylovna
,
or
you
will
not
hold
out
.
"
To
Pierre
he
said
nothing
,
merely
giving
his
arm
a
sympathetic
squeeze
below
the
shoulder
.
Pierre
went
with
Anna
Mikháylovna
into
the
small
drawing
room
.
"
There
is
nothing
so
refreshing
after
a
sleepless
night
as
a
cup
of
this
delicious
Russian
tea
,
"
Lorrain
was
saying
with
an
air
of
restrained
animation
as
he
stood
sipping
tea
from
a
delicate
Chinese
handleless
cup
before
a
table
on
which
tea
and
a
cold
supper
were
laid
in
the
small
circular
room
.
Around
the
table
all
who
were
at
Count
Bezúkhov
's
house
that
night
had
gathered
to
fortify
themselves
.
Pierre
well
remembered
this
small
circular
drawing
room
with
its
mirrors
and
little
tables
.
During
balls
given
at
the
house
Pierre
,
who
did
not
know
how
to
dance
,
had
liked
sitting
in
this
room
to
watch
the
ladies
who
,
as
they
passed
through
in
their
ball
dresses
with
diamonds
and
pearls
on
their
bare
shoulders
,
looked
at
themselves
in
the
brilliantly
lighted
mirrors
which
repeated
their
reflections
several
times
.
Now
this
same
room
was
dimly
lighted
by
two
candles
.
On
one
small
table
tea
things
and
supper
dishes
stood
in
disorder
,
and
in
the
middle
of
the
night
a
motley
throng
of
people
sat
there
,
not
merrymaking
,
but
somberly
whispering
,
and
betraying
by
every
word
and
movement
that
they
none
of
them
forgot
what
was
happening
and
what
was
about
to
happen
in
the
bedroom
.
Pierre
did
not
eat
anything
though
he
would
very
much
have
liked
to
.
He
looked
inquiringly
at
his
monitress
and
saw
that
she
was
again
going
on
tiptoe
to
the
reception
room
where
they
had
left
Prince
Vasíli
and
the
eldest
princess
.
Pierre
concluded
that
this
also
was
essential
,
and
after
a
short
interval
followed
her
.
Anna
Mikháylovna
was
standing
beside
the
princess
,
and
they
were
both
speaking
in
excited
whispers
.
"
Permit
me
,
Princess
,
to
know
what
is
necessary
and
what
is
not
necessary
,
"
said
the
younger
of
the
two
speakers
,
evidently
in
the
same
state
of
excitement
as
when
she
had
slammed
the
door
of
her
room
.
"
But
,
my
dear
princess
,
"
answered
Anna
Mikháylovna
blandly
but
impressively
,
blocking
the
way
to
the
bedroom
and
preventing
the
other
from
passing
,
"
wo
n't
this
be
too
much
for
poor
Uncle
at
a
moment
when
he
needs
repose
?
Worldly
conversation
at
a
moment
when
his
soul
is
already
prepared
...
"
