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question of how to get the greatest gratification from one's dinner;

did not then and do not now exist for those for whom the purpose of

a dinner is the nourishment it affords; and the purpose of marriage is

the family。

  If the purpose of dinner is to nourish the body; a man who eats

two dinners at once may perhaps get more enjoyment but will not attain

his purpose; for his stomach will not digest the two dinners。

  If the purpose of marriage is the family; the person who wishes to

have many wives or husbands may perhaps obtain much pleasure; but in

that case will not have a family。

  If the purpose of food is nourishment and the purpose of marriage is

the family; the whole question resolves itself into not eating more

than one can digest; and not having more wives or husbands than are

needed for the family… that is; one wife or one husband。 Natasha

needed a husband。 A husband was given her and he gave her a family。

And she not only saw no need of any other or better husband; but as

all the powers of her soul were intent on serving that husband and

family; she could not imagine and saw no interest in imagining how

it would be if things were different。

  Natasha did not care for society in general; but prized the more the

society of her relatives… Countess Mary; and her brother; her

mother; and Sonya。 She valued the company of those to whom she could

come striding disheveled from the nursery in her dressing gown; and

with joyful face show a yellow instead of a green stain on baby's

napkin; and from whom she could hear reassuring words to the effect

that baby was much better。

  To such an extent had Natasha let herself go that the way she

dressed and did her hair; her ill…chosen words; and her jealousy…

she was jealous of Sonya; of the governess; and of every woman; pretty

or plain… were habitual subjects of jest to those about her。 The

general opinion was that Pierre was under his wife's thumb; which

was really true。 From the very first days of their married life

Natasha had announced her demands。 Pierre was greatly surprised by his

wife's view; to him a perfectly novel one; that every moment of his

life belonged to her and to the family。 His wife's demands

astonished him; but they also flattered him; and he submitted to them。

  Pierre's subjection consisted in the fact that he not only dared not

flirt with; but dared not even speak smilingly to; any other woman;

did not dare dine at the Club as a pastime; did not dare spend money a

whim; and did not dare absent himself for any length of time; except

on business… in which his wife included his intellectual pursuits;

which she did not in the least understand but to which she

attributed great importance。 To make up for this; at home Pierre had

the right to regulate his life and that of the whole family exactly as

he chose。 At home Natasha placed herself in the position of a slave to

her husband; and the whole household went on tiptoe when he was

occupied… that is; was reading or writing in his study。 Pierre had but

to show a partiality for anything to get just what he liked done

always。 He had only to express a wish and Natasha would jump up and

run to fulfill it。

  The entire household was governed according to Pierre's supposed

orders; that is; by his wishes which Natasha tried to guess。 Their way

of life and place of residence; their acquaintances and ties;

Natasha's occupations; the children's upbringing; were all selected

not merely with regard to Pierre's expressed wishes; but to what

Natasha from the thoughts he expressed in conversation supposed his

wishes to be。 And she deduced the essentials of his wishes quite

correctly; and having once arrived at them clung to them

tenaciously。 When Pierre himself wanted to change his mind she would

fight him with his own weapons。

  Thus in a time of trouble ever memorable to him after the birth of

their first child who was delicate; when they had to change the wet

nurse three times and Natasha fell ill from despair; Pierre one day

told her of Rousseau's view; with which he quite agreed; that to

have a wet nurse is unnatural and harmful。 When her next baby was

born; despite the opposition of her mother; the doctors; and even of

her husband himself… who were all vigorously opposed to her nursing

her baby herself; a thing then unheard of and considered injurious…

she insisted on having her own way; and after that nursed all her

babies herself。

  It very often happened that in a moment of irritation husband and

wife would have a dispute; but long afterwards Pierre to his

surprise and delight would find in his wife's ideas and actions the

very thought against which she had argued; but divested of

everything superfluous that in the excitement of the dispute he had

added when expressing his opinion。

  After seven years of marriage Pierre had the joyous and firm

consciousness that he was not a bad man; and he felt this because he

saw himself reflected in his wife。 He felt the good and bad within

himself inextricably mingled and overlapping。 But only what was really

good in him was reflected in his wife; all that was not quite good was

rejected。 And this was not the result of logical reasoning but was a

direct and mysterious reflection。

EP1|CH11

  CHAPTER XI



  Two months previously when Pierre was already staying with the

Rostovs he had received a letter from Prince Theodore; asking him to

come to Petersburg to confer on some important questions that were

being discussed there by a society of which Pierre was one of the

principal founders。

  On reading that letter (she always read her husband's letters)

Natasha herself suggested that he should go to Petersburg; though

she would feel his absence very acutely。 She attributed immense

importance to all her husband's intellectual and abstract interests

though she did not understand them; and she always dreaded being a

hindrance to him in such matters。 To Pierre's timid look of inquiry

after reading the letter she replied by asking him to go; but to fix a

definite date for his return。 He was given four weeks' leave of

absence。

  Ever since that leave of absence had expired; more than a

fortnight before; Natasha had been in a constant state of alarm;

depression; and irritability。

  Denisov; now a general on the retired list and much dissatisfied

with the present state of affairs; had arrived during that

fortnight。 He looked at Natasha with sorrow and surprise as at a bad

likeness of a person once dear。 A dull; dejected look; random replies;

and talk about the nursery was all he saw and heard from his former

enchantress。

  Natasha was sad and irritable all that time; especially when her

mother; her brother; Sonya; or Countess Mary in their efforts to

console her tried to excuse Pierre and suggested reasons for his delay

in returning。

  〃It's all nonsense; all rubbish… those discussions which lead to

nothing and all those idiotic societies!〃 Natasha declared of the 
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