Kitap · War and Peace
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Yazar: Leo Tolstoy
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"Sonya," she suddenly exclaimed, as if she had guessed the true
reason of her friend's sorrow, "I'm sure Vera has said something
to you since dinner? Hasn't she?"
"Yes, these verses Nicholas wrote himself and I copied some
others, and she found them on my table and said she'd show them
to Mamma, and that I was ungrateful, and that Mamma would never
allow him to marry me, but that he'll marry Julie. You see how
he's been with her all day... Natasha, what have I done to
deserve it?..."
And again she began to sob, more bitterly than before. Natasha
lifted her up, hugged her, and, smiling through her tears, began
comforting her.
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