Война и мир

Chapter 13

           Oneofferedheracleanhandkerchieftowipehercharminghands,anotherspreadajacketunderherlittlefeettokeepthemfromthedamp,anotherhunghiscoatoverthewindowtokeepoutthedraft,andyetanotherwavedthefliesoffherhusband’sface,lestheshouldwakeup.

           “Leavehimalone,”saidMaryHendríkhovna,smilingtimidlyandhappily.“Heissleepingwellasitis,afterasleeplessnight.”

           “Oh,no,MaryHendríkhovna,”repliedtheofficer,“onemustlookafterthedoctor.Perhapshe’lltakepityonmesomeday,whenitcomestocuttingoffalegoranarmforme.”

           Therewereonlythreetumblers,thewaterwassomuddythatonecouldnotmakeoutwhethertheteawasstrongorweak,andthesamovarheldonlysixtumblersofwater,butthismadeitallthepleasantertotaketurnsinorderofsenioritytoreceiveone’stumblerfromMaryHendríkhovna’splumplittlehandswiththeirshortandnotovercleannails.Alltheofficersappearedtobe,andreallywere,inlovewithherthatevening.Eventhoseplayingcardsbehindthepartitionsoonlefttheirgameandcameovertothesamovar,yieldingtothegeneralmoodofcourtingMaryHendríkhovna.She,seeingherselfsurroundedbysuchbrilliantandpoliteyoungmen,beamedwithsatisfaction,tryasshemighttohideit,andperturbedassheevidentlywaseachtimeherhusbandmovedinhissleepbehindher.

           Therewasonlyonespoon,sugarwasmoreplentifulthananythingelse,butittooktoolongtodissolve,soitwasdecidedthatMaryHendríkhovnashouldstirthesugarforeveryoneinturn.

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