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was a great success. There were many pretty girls and the
         Rostov girls were among the prettiest. They were both par-
         ticularly happy and gay. That evening, proud of Dolokhov’s
         proposal, her refusal, and her explanation with Nicholas,
         Sonya twirled about before she left home so that the maid
         could hardly get her hair plaited, and she was transparently
         radiant with impulsive joy.
            Natasha no less proud of her first long dress and of being
         at a real ball was even happier. They were both dressed in
         white muslin with pink ribbons.
            Natasha  fell  in  love  the  very  moment  she  entered  the
         ballroom. She was not in love with anyone in particular, but
         with everyone. Whatever person she happened to look at
         she was in love with for that moment.
            ‘Oh, how delightful it is!’ she kept saying, running up to
         Sonya.
            Nicholas and Denisov were walking up and down, look-
         ing with kindly patronage at the dancers.
            ‘How sweet she isshe will be a weal beauty!’ said Den-
         isov.
            ‘Who?’
            ‘Countess Natasha,’ answered Denisov.
            ‘And how she dances! What gwace!’ he said again after
         a pause.
            ‘Who are you talking about?’
            ‘About your sister,’ ejaculated Denisov testily.
            Rostov smiled.
            ‘My dear count, you were one of my best pupilsyou must
         dance,’ said little Iogel coming up to Nicholas. ‘Look how

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