"Marya Lvovna Karagina and her daughter!" announced the countess' gigantic footman in his bass voice, entering the drawing room.
Julie Karagina turned to young Rostov.
The smiling Julie Karagina went in with Nicholas.
Nicholas sat at some distance from Sonya, beside Julie Karagina, to whom he was again talking with the same involuntary smile.
It was from her most intimate friend from childhood; that same Julie Karagina who had been at the Rostovs' name- day party.
Soon after Prince Andrew had gone, Princess Mary wrote to her friend Julie Karagina in Petersburg, whom she had dreamed (as all girls dream) of marrying to her brother, and who was at that time in mourning for her own brother, killed in Turkey.
This match was with Julie Karagina, the daughter of excellent and virtuous parents, a girl the Rostovs had known from childhood, and who had now become a wealthy heiress through the death of the last of her brothers.
Karagina had replied that for her part she was agreeable, and everything depend on her daughter's inclination.
He is very melancholy with Mademoiselle Karagina, said Pierre.