It was he.

She knew this for certain, though she hardly heard his voice through the closed doors.

Pale and agitated, Natasha ran into the drawing room.

"Mamma! Bolkonski has come!" she said.

" Mamma, it is awful, it is unbearable! I don't want... to be tormented? What am I to do?$JMR" Before the countess could answer, Prince Andrew entered the room with an agitated and serious face.