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Her face was calm, gentle, and happy. Clutching her breast to keep herself from choking, Sonya, pale and trembling with fear and agitation, sat down in an armchair and burst into tears. "How was it I noticed nothing? How could it go so far? Can she have left off loving Prince Andrew? And how could she let Kuragin go to such lengths? He is a deceiver and a villain, thats plain! What will Nicholas, dear noble Nicholas, do when he hears of it? So this is the meaning of her excited, resolute, unnatural look the day before yesterday, yesterday, and today," thought Sonya. "But it cant be that she loves him! She probably opened the letter without knowing who it was from. Probably she is offended by it. She could not do such a thing!" Sonya wiped away her tears and went up to Natasha, again scanning her face. "Natasha!" she said, just audibly. Natasha awoke and saw Sonya. "Ah, youre back?" And with the decision and tenderness that often come at the moment of awakening, she embraced her friend, but noticing Sonyas look of embarrassment, her own face expressed confusion and suspicion. "Sonya, youve read that letter?" she demanded. "Yes," answered Sonya softly. Natasha smiled rapturously. "No, Sonya, I cant any longer!" she said. "I cant hide it from you any longer. You know, we love one another! Sonya, darling, he writes... Sonya..." Sonya stared open-eyed at Natasha, unable to believe her ears. "And Bolkonski?" she asked. "Ah, Sonya, if you only knew how happy I am!" cried Natasha. "You dont know what love is...." "But, Natasha, can that be all over?" Natasha looked at Sonya with wide-open eyes as if she could not grasp the question. "Well, then, are you refusing Prince Andrew?" said Sonya. "Oh, you dont understand anything! Dont talk nonsense, just listen!" said Natasha, with momentary vexation. "But I cant believe it," insisted Sonya. "I dont understand. How is it you have loved a man for a whole year and suddenly... Why, you have only seen him three times! Natasha, I dont believe you, youre joking! In three days to forget everything and so..." "Three days?" said Natasha. "It seems to me Ive loved him a hundred years. It seems to me that I have never loved anyone before. You cant understand it.... Sonya, wait a bit, sit here," and Natasha embraced and kissed her. "I had heard that it happens like this, and you must have heard it too, but its only now that I feel such love. Its not the same as before. As soon as I saw him I felt he was my master and I his slave, and that I could not help loving him. Yes, his slave! Whatever he orders I shall do. You dont understand that. What can I do? What can I do, Sonya?" cried Natasha with a happy yet frightened expression. "But think what you are doing," cried Sonya. "I cant leave it like this. This secret correspondence... How could you let him go so far?" she went on, with a horror and disgust she could hardly conceal. "I told you that I have no will," Natasha replied. "Why cant you understand? I love him!" "Then I wont let it come to that... I shall tell!" cried Sonya, bursting into tears. "What do you mean? For Gods sake... If you tell, you are my enemy!" declared Natasha. "You want me to be miserable, you want us to be separated...." When she saw Natashas fright, Sonya shed tears of shame and pity for her friend. "But what has happened between you?" she asked. "What has he said to you? Why doesnt he come to the house?" Natasha did not answer her questions. "For Gods sake, Sonya, dont tell anyone, dont torture me," Natasha entreated. "Remember no one ought to interfere in such matters! I have confided in you...." "But why this secrecy? Why doesnt he come to the house?" asked Sonya. "Why doesnt he openly ask for your hand? You know Prince Andrew gave you complete freedom--if it is really so; but I dont believe it! Natasha, have you considered what these secret reasons can be?" Natasha looked at Sonya with astonishment. Evidently this question presented itself to her mind for the first time and she did not know how to answer it. "I dont know what the reasons are. But there must be reasons!" Sonya sighed and shook her head incredulously. "If there were reasons..." she began. But Natasha, guessing her doubts, interrupted her in alarm. "Sonya, one cant doubt him! One cant, one cant! Dont you understand?" she cried. "Does he love you?" "Does he love me?" Natasha repeated with

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