the same thing twice.
Dessalles’ voice was heard outside the door asking whether Nikolúshka might come in to say good night.
“Well, that’s all—everything,” said Natásha.
She got up quickly just as Nikolúshka entered, almost ran to the door which was hidden by curtains, struck her head against it, and rushed from the room with a moan either of pain or sorrow.
Pierre gazed at the door through which she had disappeared and did not understand why he suddenly felt all alone in the world.
Princess Márya roused him from his abstraction by drawing his attention to her nephew who had entered the room.
At that moment of emotional tenderness Nikolúshka’s face, which resembled his father’s, affected Pierre so much that when he had kissed the boy he got up quickly, took out his handkerchief, and went to the window. He wished to take leave of Princess Márya, but she would not let him go.