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战争与和平(上、下册)_托尔斯泰(ChapterXVII) 第(1/4)页

Pierrewasshownintothelarge, brightlylitdiningroom; , , totalkoftriflesisawkward, , resolvingtobreakthesilence, ; theeyesofbothshonewithsatisfactionandaconfessionthatbesidessorrowlifealsohasjoy.

"Doyoutakevodka, Count?" askedPrincessMary, andthosewordssuddenlybanishedtheshadowsofthepast."Nowtellusaboutyourself," saidshe."Onehearssuchimprobablewondersaboutyou."

"Yes," repliedPierrewiththesmileofmildironynowhabitualtohim."TheyeventellmewondersImyselfneverdreamedof! MaryAbramovnainvitedmetoherhouseandkepttellingmewhathadhappened, oroughttohavehappened, (Iamaninterestingmannow); peopleinvitemeoutandtellmeallaboutmyself."

Natashasmiledandwasonthepointofspeaking.

"Wehavebeentold," PrincessMaryinterruptedher, "?"

"ButIamthreetimesasrichasbefore," returnedPierre.

Thoughthepositionwasnowalteredbyhisdecisiontopayhiswife'sdebtsandtorebuildhishouses, Pierrestillmaintainedthathehadbecomethreetimesasrichasbefore.

"WhatIhavecertainlygainedisfreedom," hebeganseriously, butdidnotcontinue, noticingthatthisthemewastooegotistic.

"Andareyoubuilding?"

"!"

"Tellme, youdidnotknowofthecountess' deathwhenyoudecidedtoremaininMoscow?" askedPrincessMaryandimmediatelyblushed, noticingthatherquestion, followinghismentionoffreedom, ascribedtohiswordsameaninghehadperhapsnotintended.


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