\"Well，Mamma？……Well？……\"
\"Go，gotohim。Heisaskingforyourhand，\"saidthecountess，coldlyitseemedtoNatasha。\"Go……go，\"saidthemother，sadlyandreproachfully，withadeepsigh，asherdaughterranaway。
Natashaneverrememberedhowsheenteredthedrawingroom。Whenshecameinandsawhimshepaused。\"Isitpossiblethatthisstrangerhasnowbecomeeverythingtome？\"sheaskedherself，andimmediatelyanswered，\"Yes，everything！Healoneisnowdearertomethaneverythingintheworld。\"PrinceAndrewcameuptoherwithdowncasteyes。
\"IhavelovedyoufromtheveryfirstmomentIsawyou。MayIhope？\"
Helookedatherandwasstruckbytheseriousimpassionedexpressionofherface。Herfacesaid：\"Whyask？Whydoubtwhatyoucannotbutknow？Whyspeak，whenwordscannotexpresswhatonefeels？\"