"Ah, heresheis, theQueenofPetersburg, CountessBezukhova," saidPeronskaya, indicatingHelenewhohadjustentered."Howlovely! , youngandold, ...theysayPrince—, thosetwo, thoughnotgood-looking, areevenmorerunafter."
Shepointedtoaladywhowascrossingtheroomfollowedbyaveryplaindaughter.
"Sheisasplendidmatch, amillionairess," saidPeronskaya."Andlook, herecomehersuitors."
"ThatisBezukhova'sbrother, AnatoleKuragin,"shesaid, indicatingahandsomeofficeroftheHorseGuardswhopassedbythemwithheaderect, lookingatsomethingovertheheadsoftheladies."He'shandsome, isn'the? , Drubetskoy, , that'stheFrenchambassadorhimself!" sherepliedtothecountess' inquiryaboutCaulaincourt."Looksasifhewereaking! Allthesame, theFrencharecharming, , heresheis! Yes, sheisstillthemostbeautifulofthemall, ourMaryaAntonovna! Andhowsimplysheisdressed! Lovely! AndthatstoutoneinspectaclesistheuniversalFreemason," shewenton, indicatingPierre."Puthimbesidehiswifeandhelooksaregularbuffoon!"
Pierre, swayinghisstoutbody, advanced, , evidentlylookingforsomeone.
NatashalookedjoyfullyatthefamiliarfaceofPierre, "thebuffoon," asPeronskayahadcalledhim, andknewhewaslookingforthem, .
ButbeforehereachedthemPierrestoppedbesideaveryhandsome, darkmanofmiddleheight, andinawhiteuniform, : itwasBolkonski, whoseemedtohertohavegrownmuchyounger, happier, andbetter-looking.
"There'ssomeoneelseweknow—Bolkonski, doyousee, Mamma?" saidNatasha, pointingoutPrinceAndrew."Youremember, hestayedanightwithusatOtradnoe."
"Oh, youknowhim?" saidPeronskaya."Ican'.[2] He''shandinglovewithSperanski, ! There'sonetalkingtohimandhehasturnedaway," shesaid, pointingathim."I'dgiveittohimifhetreatedmeashedoesthoseladies."
[1]"Delightedtoseeyou."
[2]"Heisalltheragejustnow."
