“On Sunday I visited Natasha at the dacha. Besides me, there were three more guests: two girls and Boris Mikhailovich. The girls and Natasha’s brother Erast went to the river to ride in a boat. We, that is, Natasha, Boris Mikhailovich and I, went into the forest. In the forest we settled down in a clearing; it was brightly lit by the sun. Natasha raised her face, and suddenly her face seemed to me like a shining porcelain saucer..."