[ANDREY] Well, how are you? Still getting stouter?
[PIERRE] There’s a new wrinkle On your forehead old friend
[ANDREY] It’s good to see you I’ve been away too long
[PIERRE] My friend, you are in need Your face is gloomy
[ANDREY] No, I am well There’s a war going on
Forgive me for troubling you I have received a refusal from Countess Rostova And have heard reports of your brother-in-law having sought her hand Or something of that kind Is this true?
[PIERRE] Something of that kind
[ANDREY] Here are her letters Please give them to the Countess
[PIERRE] Natasha is ill She has been at death’s door
[ANDREY] I much regret her illness
[PIERRE] And he smiled like his father Coldly, maliciously
[ANDREY] Well, it doesn’t matter
[PIERRE] You told me once A fallen woman should be forgiven
[ANDREY] But I didn’t say that I could forgive I can’t
Yes, ask her hand again Be magnanimous, and so on Yes, that would be very noble But I can’t be that man If you wish to be my friend Never speak of that again
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