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"No, but don't you think it's nice?" she kept repeating.
"Nice! And so you no longer wish to marry Boris?" Natasha flared up.
" I don't want to marry anyone.
And I'll tell him so when I see him!" "Dear me!" said Rostov.
"But that's all rubbish," Natasha chattered on.

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