Don't you understand? Narrow, you know--gray, light gray..." "What rubbish you're talking!" said the countess.

Natasha continued: "Don't you really understand? Nicholas would understand....

Bezukhov, now, is blue, dark-blue and red, and he is square.

" "You flirt with him too," said the countess, laughing.

"No, he is a Freemason, I have found out.