Kitap · War and Peace
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Yazar: Leo Tolstoy
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"Now about your family. Do you know that since your daughter came
out everyone has been enraptured by her? They say she is
amazingly beautiful."
The prince bowed to signify his respect and gratitude.
"I often think," she continued after a short pause, drawing
nearer to the prince and smiling amiably at him as if to show
that political and social topics were ended and the time had come
for intimate conversation-"I often think how unfairly sometimes
the joys of life are distributed. Why has fate given you two such
splendid children? I don't speak of Anatole, your youngest. I
don't like him," she added in a tone admitting of no rejoinder
and raising her eyebrows. "Two such charming children. And really
you appreciate them less than anyone, and so you don't deserve to
have them."
And she smiled her ecstatic smile.
"I can't help it," said the prince. "Lavater would have said I
lack the bump of paternity."
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