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Updated: May 28, 2025
Another time when she called Dunyasha her voice trembled, so she called again though she could hear Dunyasha coming called her in the deep chest tones in which she had been wont to sing, and listened attentively to herself.
On that evening at the steward's Dunyasha made a complete conquest of Akim's susceptible heart, though she said not a single word in answer to his ingratiating speeches and only looked sideways at him from time to time as though wondering why that peasant was there. All that only added fuel to the flames.
"Yes, yes!" cried Natasha opening her eyes wide, and vaguely recalling that Sonya had told her something about Prince Andrew whom she had seen lying down. "You remember?" Sonya went on. "I saw it then and told everybody, you and Dunyasha.
"Maybe," he thought, "she will get used to it; maybe she will get into the way of it." Meanwhile her behaviour was irreproachable and no one could say anything against her. Several years passed like this. Dunyasha really did end by growing used to her way of life.
On the rest of the way to Moscow, though the princess' position was not a cheerful one, Dunyasha, who went with her in the carriage, more than once noticed that her mistress leaned out of the window and smiled at something with an expression of mingled joy and sorrow. "Well, supposing I do love him?" thought Princess Mary.
Is he cutting his teeth? 'Yes, said Fenitchka; 'he has cut four teeth already, and now the gums are swollen again. 'Show me, and don't be afraid, I'm a doctor. Bazarov took the baby up in his arms, and to the great astonishment both of Fenitchka and Dunyasha the child made no resistance, and was not frightened.
'It's like a bucket of cold water on one, Fenitchka complained to Dunyasha, and the latter sighed in response, and thought of another 'heartless' man. Bazarov, without the least suspicion of the fact, had become the cruel tyrant of her heart. Fenitchka liked Bazarov; but he liked her too.
'Isn't it eight, Fedosya Nikolaevna? put in Dunyasha, with some timidity. 'No, seven; what an idea! The baby chuckled again, stared at the chest, and suddenly caught hold of his mother's nose and mouth with all his five little fingers. 'Saucy mite, said Fenitchka, not drawing her face away. 'He's like my brother, observed Pavel Petrovitch. 'Who else should he be like? thought Fenitchka.
She suddenly began to cry. "Excuse me!" she said. Rostov, knitting his brows, left the room with another low bow. "Well, is she pretty? Ah, friend my pink one is delicious; her name is Dunyasha...." But on glancing at Rostov's face Ilyin stopped short. He saw that his hero and commander was following quite a different train of thought.
"Don't you know I can't sit like that?" And Dunyasha, with clenched teeth, without replying but with an aggrieved look on her face, hastily got into the coach to rearrange the seat. "Oh, those servants!" said the count, swaying his head.
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