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some dreadful plan for that evening. Sonya knocked at her
door. Natasha did not let her in.
‘She will run away with him!’ thought Sonya. ‘She is capa-
ble of anything. There was something particularly pathetic
and resolute in her face today. She cried as she said good-by
to Uncle,’ Sonya remembered. ‘Yes, that’s it, she means to
elope with him, but what am I to do?’ thought she, recalling
all the signs that clearly indicated that Natasha had some
terrible intention. ‘The count is away. What am I to do?
Write to Kuragin demanding an explanation? But what is
there to oblige him to reply? Write to Pierre, as Prince An-
drew asked me to in case of some misfortune?... But perhaps
she really has already refused Bolkonskishe sent a letter to
Princess Mary yesterday. And Uncle is away....’ To tell Marya
Dmitrievna who had such faith in Natasha seemed to Sonya
terrible. ‘Well, anyway,’ thought Sonya as she stood in the
dark passage, ‘now or never I must prove that I remember
the family’s goodness to me and that I love Nicholas. Yes! If
I don’t sleep for three nights I’ll not leave this passage and
will hold her back by force and will and not let the family be
disgraced,’ thought she.

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