On that same evening there was to be one of the balls that Iogel (the dancing master) gave for his pupils during the holidays.
What distinguished them from others was the absence of host or hostess and the presence of the good-natured Iogel, flying about like a feather and bowing according to the rules of his art, as he collected the tickets from all his visitors.
Iogel had taken a ballroom in Bezukhov's house, and the ball, as everyone said, was a great success.
"My dear count, you were one of my best pupils--you must dance," said little Iogel coming up to Nicholas.
"Oh no!" said Iogel, hastening to reassure him.
Nicholas could not refuse Iogel and asked Sonya to dance.
Denisov sat down by the old ladies and, leaning on his saber and beating time with his foot, told them something funny and kept them amused, while he watched the young people dancing, Iogel with Natasha, his pride and his best pupil, were the first couple.
Noiselessly, skillfully stepping with his little feet in low shoes, Iogel flew first across the hall with Natasha, who, though shy, went on carefully executing her steps.
Although Iogel did not acknowledge this to be the real mazurka, everyone was delighted with Denisov's skill, he was asked again and again as a partner, and the old men began smilingly to talk about Poland and the good old days.