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.
“No, Natásha and I sometimes don’t go to sleep till after two, so please don’t go. I will order supper. Go downstairs, we will come immediately.”
Before Pierre left the room Princess Márya told him:
“This is the first time she has talked of him like that.”
XVII
Pierre was shown into the large, brightly lit dining room; a few minutes later he heard footsteps and Princess Márya entered with Natásha. Natásha was calm, though a severe and grave expression had again settled on her face. They all three of them now experienced that feeling of awkwardness which