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sword.

Glancing

at

Natasha，

he went up

to his

sister，

laid his

hand in a

close-fitting

glove on

the edge

of her

box，

nodded his

head at

her， and，

bending

down，

asked her

a

question，

with a

motion

towards

Natasha.

“Very，

very

charming！”

he said，

obviously

speaking

of

Natasha.

She did

not

exactly

hear the

words， but

divined

them from

the

movement

of his

lips. Then

he went on

to the

front row

and sat

down