you!” said Anatole, following Natásha. He said this at a moment when she alone could hear him. “You are enchanting … from the moment I saw you I have never ceased …”
“Come, come, Natásha!” said the count, as he turned back for his daughter. “How beautiful she is!”
Natásha without saying anything stepped up to her father and looked at him with surprised inquiring eyes.
After giving several recitations, Mademoiselle George left, and Countess Bezúkhova asked her visitors into the ballroom.
The count wished to go home, but Elèn entreated him not to spoil her improvised ball, and the Rostóvs stayed on. Anatole asked Natásha for a valse and as they danced he pressed her waist and hand and told her she was bewitching and that he loved her. During the écossaise , which she also danced with him,