On hearing that sound Natasha put down the stocking, leaned nearer to him, and suddenly, noticing his shining eyes, stepped lightly up to him and bent over him.
She set herself a task on her stocking and resolved not to turn round till it was finished.
Here, in a retired corner, she exchanged her cotton
stockings for the new silk ones which she had just bought.
Indeed, I recognised it as being of a Parisian design as yet little known in England; while on the tops of the
stockings I laughingly suspected a border designed by a certain eccentric artist, who devotes his strange gifts to decorating with fascinating miniatures the under-world of woman.
He was tall, and so meagre as to make him seem above even the six feet that he actually stood in his
stockings. On his head, which was thinly covered with lank, sandy hair, he wore a cap made of fox-skin, resembling in shape the one we have already described, although much inferior in finish and ornaments.
