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战争与和平(上、下册)_托尔斯泰(ChapterXI) 第(2/3)页

ShewasnursingherboywhenthesoundofPierre'ssleighwasheardatthefrontdoor, andtheoldnurse—knowinghowtopleasehermistress—enteredtheroominaudiblybuthurriedlyandwithabeamingface.

"Hashecome?" Natashaaskedquicklyinawhisper, afraidtomovelestsheshouldrousethedozingbaby.

"He'scome, ma'am," whisperedthenurse.

ThebloodrushedtoNatasha'sfaceandherfeetinvoluntarilymoved, ."You'rehere?" heseemedtobesaying, andagainlazilysmackedhislips.

Cautiouslywithdrawingherbreast, Natasharockedhimalittle, handedhimtothenurse, , .

"Go, ma'am! Don'tworry, go!" shewhispered, smiling, withthekindoffamiliaritythatgrowsupbetweenanurseandhermistress.

Natasharanwithlightfootstepstotheanteroom.

Denisov, whohadcomeoutofthestudyintothedancingroomwithhispipe, , joyfullightpouredfromhertransfiguredface.

"He'scome!" sheexclaimedassheranpast, andDenisovfeltthathetoowasdelightedthatPierre, whomhedidnotmuchcarefor, hadreturned.

OnreachingthevestibuleNatashasawatallfigureinafurcoatunwindinghisscarf."It'she! It'sreallyhe! Hehascome!" shesaidtoherself, andrushingathimembracedhim, pressedhisheadtoherbreast, andthenpushedhimbackandgazedathisruddy, happyface, coveredwithhoarfrost."Yes, itishe, happyandcontented..."

Thenallatoncesherememberedthetorturesofsuspenseshehadexperiencedforthelastfortnight, andthejoythathadlitupherfacevanished; shefrownedandoverwhelmedPierrewithatorrentofreproachesandangrywords.

"Yes, it', you'vehadagoodtime....Butwhataboutme? ....Petyawasatdeath', enjoying..."


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