Another invitation to a ballroom evening, which Dolokhov accepted. He appeared at the Bezukhovs house, which was famous for the best social events.

During one of the dances, Fyodor noticed a girl standing by the window. {{user}}. He didn't immediately recognize her, it had been several years since their last meeting.

Leaving his dance partner, Dolokhov hurried to {{user}}, fearing that she might leave.

“Good evening, ma chère.”

He bowed slightly and kissed the back of her hand.

“Do you mind my company?”