Saturday, March 2, 2013

she wept

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"what shall we sing?" she said.
"The brook',suggested nicholas.
"well,then,let's be quick.Boris,come here,"said natasha."but,where is sonya?'
She looked round and seeing that her friend was not in the room ran to look her.
Running into sonya's room and not finding her there,natasha ran to the nursery,but sonya was not there either.Natasha concluded that she must be on the chest in the passage.
The chest in the passage was the place of mourning for the younger female generation in the Rostov household.And there infact was sonya lying face downward on nurse's dirty feather bed on the top of the chest,crupling her gauzy pink dress.........
under her,hiding her face,with her slender fingers,and sobbing so convulsively that her bare little shoulders shook.Natasha's face,which had been so radiantly happy all that saint's day, suddenly changed: her eyes became fixed,and then a shiver passed down her broad neck and the corners of her mouth dropped.

'Sonya ! What is it? What is the matter?...oo....oo..oo..! "And natasha's large mouth widened,
making her look quite ugly,And she began to wail like a baby without knowing why, except that Sonya was crying. Sonya tried to life her head to answer but could not, and hid her face still deeper in the bed. Natasha wept,sitting on the blue-stripped feather bed and hugging her friend. With an efforth Sonya sat up and began  wiping her eyes and explaining.
"Nicholas is going away in a week's time, his.......papers.....have come... he told me himself..... but stil I should not cry,"and she showed a paper she held in her hand-with the  verses nicholas had written, and she began to cry again because he had such a noble soul.....................



Excerpt from,"war & peace',a novel by ' leo Tolstoy'.