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All these

performances

were

interrupted

several

times by

the

enthusiastic

shouts of

the

spectators.

During

that act,

every time

Natasha

glanced

towards

the

stalls,

she saw

Anatole

Kuragin,

with one

arm flung

across the

back of

his chair,

staring at

her. It

pleased

her to see

that he

was so

captivated

by her,

and it

never

entered

her head

that there

could be

anything

amiss in

it. When

the second

act was

over,

Countess

Bezuhov

got up,