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The
men
rapidly
picked
out
their
horses
in
the
semidarkness
,
tightened
their
saddle
girths
,
and
formed
companies
.
Denísov
stood
by
the
watchman
's
hut
giving
final
orders
.
The
infantry
of
the
detachment
passed
along
the
road
and
quickly
disappeared
amid
the
trees
in
the
mist
of
early
dawn
,
hundreds
of
feet
splashing
through
the
mud
.
The
esaul
gave
some
orders
to
his
men
.
Pétya
held
his
horse
by
the
bridle
,
impatiently
awaiting
the
order
to
mount
.
His
face
,
having
been
bathed
in
cold
water
,
was
all
aglow
,
and
his
eyes
were
particularly
brilliant
.
Cold
shivers
ran
down
his
spine
and
his
whole
body
pulsed
rhythmically
.
"
Well
,
is
ev
'
wything
weady
?
"
asked
Denísov
.
"
Bwing
the
horses
.
"
The
horses
were
brought
.
Denísov
was
angry
with
the
Cossack
because
the
saddle
girths
were
too
slack
,
reproved
him
,
and
mounted
.
Pétya
put
his
foot
in
the
stirrup
.
His
horse
by
habit
made
as
if
to
nip
his
leg
,
but
Pétya
leaped
quickly
into
the
saddle
unconscious
of
his
own
weight
and
,
turning
to
look
at
the
hussars
starting
in
the
darkness
behind
him
,
rode
up
to
Denísov
.
"
Vasíli
Dmítrich
,
entrust
me
with
some
commission
!
Please
...
for
God
's
sake
...
!
"
said
he
.
Denísov
seemed
to
have
forgotten
Pétya
's
very
existence
.
He
turned
to
glance
at
him
.
"
I
ask
one
thing
of
you
,
"
he
said
sternly
,
"
to
obey
me
and
not
shove
yourself
forward
anywhere
.
"
He
did
not
say
another
word
to
Pétya
but
rode
in
silence
all
the
way
.
When
they
had
come
to
the
edge
of
the
forest
it
was
noticeably
growing
light
over
the
field
.
Denísov
talked
in
whispers
with
the
esaul
and
the
Cossacks
rode
past
Pétya
and
Denísov
.
When
they
had
all
ridden
by
,
Denísov
touched
his
horse
and
rode
down
the
hill
.
Slipping
onto
their
haunches
and
sliding
,
the
horses
descended
with
their
riders
into
the
ravine
.
Pétya
rode
beside
Denísov
,
the
pulsation
of
his
body
constantly
increasing
.
It
was
getting
lighter
and
lighter
,
but
the
mist
still
hid
distant
objects
.
Having
reached
the
valley
,
Denísov
looked
back
and
nodded
to
a
Cossack
beside
him
.
"
The
signal
!
"
said
he
.
The
Cossack
raised
his
arm
and
a
shot
rang
out
.
In
an
instant
the
tramp
of
horses
galloping
forward
was
heard
,
shouts
came
from
various
sides
,
and
then
more
shots
.
