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"
If
she
goes
to
her
cousin
first
and
then
to
another
lady
,
she
will
be
my
wife
,
"
said
Prince
Andrew
to
himself
quite
to
his
own
surprise
,
as
he
watched
her
.
She
did
go
first
to
her
cousin
.
"
What
rubbish
sometimes
enters
one
's
head
!
"
thought
Prince
Andrew
,
"
but
what
is
certain
is
that
that
girl
is
so
charming
,
so
original
,
that
she
wo
n't
be
dancing
here
a
month
before
she
will
be
married
...
Such
as
she
are
rare
here
,
"
he
thought
,
as
Natásha
,
readjusting
a
rose
that
was
slipping
on
her
bodice
,
settled
herself
beside
him
.
When
the
cotillion
was
over
the
old
count
in
his
blue
coat
came
up
to
the
dancers
.
He
invited
Prince
Andrew
to
come
and
see
them
,
and
asked
his
daughter
whether
she
was
enjoying
herself
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Natásha
did
not
answer
at
once
but
only
looked
up
with
a
smile
that
said
reproachfully
:
"
How
can
you
ask
such
a
question
?
"
"
I
have
never
enjoyed
myself
so
much
before
!
"
she
said
,
and
Prince
Andrew
noticed
how
her
thin
arms
rose
quickly
as
if
to
embrace
her
father
and
instantly
dropped
again
.
Natásha
was
happier
than
she
had
ever
been
in
her
life
.
She
was
at
that
height
of
bliss
when
one
becomes
completely
kind
and
good
and
does
not
believe
in
the
possibility
of
evil
,
unhappiness
,
or
sorrow
.
At
that
ball
Pierre
for
the
first
time
felt
humiliated
by
the
position
his
wife
occupied
in
court
circles
.
He
was
gloomy
and
absent-minded
.
A
deep
furrow
ran
across
his
forehead
,
and
standing
by
a
window
he
stared
over
his
spectacles
seeing
no
one
.
On
her
way
to
supper
Natásha
passed
him
.
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Pierre
's
gloomy
,
unhappy
look
struck
her
.
She
stopped
in
front
of
him
.
She
wished
to
help
him
,
to
bestow
on
him
the
superabundance
of
her
own
happiness
.
"
How
delightful
it
is
,
Count
!
"
said
she
.
"
Is
n't
it
?
"
Pierre
smiled
absent-mindedly
,
evidently
not
grasping
what
she
said
.