He received, however, no appointment to Kutuzov's staff despite all Anna Mikhaylovna's endeavors and entreaties.
Meanwhile the younger generation: Boris, the officer, Anna Mikhaylovna's son; Nicholas, the undergraduate, the count's eldest son; Sonya, the count's fifteen-year-old niece, and little Petya, his youngest boy, had all settled down in the drawing room and were obviously trying to restrain within the bounds of decorum the excitement and mirth that shone in all their faces.
Anna Mikhaylovna's face expressed a consciousness that the decisive moment had arrived.
Around him everyone began to stir: steps were audible and whispers, among which Anna Mikhaylovna's was the most distinct.
I'm sure of it! exclaimed Natasha, reading confirmation in Anna Mikhaylovna's face.
The countess had been prepared by Anna Mikhaylovna's hints at dinner.
At first he heard the sound of indifferent voices, then Anna Mikhaylovna's voice alone in a long speech, then a cry, then silence, then both voices together with glad intonations, and then footsteps.
In the letter from his parents was enclosed a letter of recommendation to Bagration which the old countess at Anna Mikhaylovna's advice had obtained through an acquaintance and sent to her son, asking him to take it to its destination and make use of it.
The count was delighted at Anna Mikhaylovna's taking upon herself one of his commissions and ordered the small closed carriage for her.
Thanks to Anna Mikhaylovna's efforts, his own tastes, and the peculiarities of his reserved nature, Boris had managed during his service to place himself very advantageously.