and
intellectual
men， who
seemed
vying with
one
another in
their
desire to
show every
one that
they knew
her.
☆、第330章
All
throughout
that
entr’acte
Kuragin
stood with
Dolohov in
front of
the
footlights
staring at
the
Rostovs’
box.
Natasha
knew he
was
talking
about her,
and that
afforded
her
satisfaction.
She even
turned so
that he
could see
her
profile
from what
she
believed
to be the
most
becoming
angle.
