كتاب · War and Peace
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المؤلف: Leo Tolstoy
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"Well, do you think I shall prevent her, that I can't part from
her?" said the old prince angrily. "What an idea! I'm ready for
it tomorrow! Only let me tell you, I want to know my son-in-law
better. You know my principles-everything aboveboard! I will ask
her tomorrow in your presence; if she is willing, then he can
stay on. He can stay and I'll see." The old prince snorted. "Let
her marry, it's all the same to me!" he screamed in the same
piercing tone as when parting from his son.
"I will tell you frankly," said Prince Vasili in the tone of a
crafty man convinced of the futility of being cunning with so
keen-sighted a companion. "You know, you see right through
people. Anatole is no genius, but he is an honest, goodhearted
lad; an excellent son or kinsman."
"All right, all right, we'll see!"
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