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"
I
will
the
bridge
fire
,
"
he
said
in
a
solemn
tone
as
if
to
announce
that
in
spite
of
all
the
unpleasantness
he
had
to
endure
he
would
still
do
the
right
thing
.
Striking
his
horse
with
his
long
muscular
legs
as
if
it
were
to
blame
for
everything
,
the
colonel
moved
forward
and
ordered
the
second
squadron
,
that
in
which
Rostóv
was
serving
under
Denísov
,
to
return
to
the
bridge
.
"
There
,
it
's
just
as
I
thought
,
"
said
Rostóv
to
himself
.
"
He
wishes
to
test
me
!
"
His
heart
contracted
and
the
blood
rushed
to
his
face
.
"
Let
him
see
whether
I
am
a
coward
!
"
he
thought
.
Again
on
all
the
bright
faces
of
the
squadron
the
serious
expression
appeared
that
they
had
worn
when
under
fire
.
Rostóv
watched
his
enemy
,
the
colonel
,
closely
--
to
find
in
his
face
confirmation
of
his
own
conjecture
,
but
the
colonel
did
not
once
glance
at
Rostóv
,
and
looked
as
he
always
did
when
at
the
front
,
solemn
and
stern
.
Then
came
the
word
of
command
.
"
Look
sharp
!
Look
sharp
!
"
several
voices
repeated
around
him
.
Their
sabers
catching
in
the
bridles
and
their
spurs
jingling
,
the
hussars
hastily
dismounted
,
not
knowing
what
they
were
to
do
.
The
men
were
crossing
themselves
.
Rostóv
no
longer
looked
at
the
colonel
,
he
had
no
time
.
He
was
afraid
of
falling
behind
the
hussars
,
so
much
afraid
that
his
heart
stood
still
.
His
hand
trembled
as
he
gave
his
horse
into
an
orderly
's
charge
,
and
he
felt
the
blood
rush
to
his
heart
with
a
thud
.
Denísov
rode
past
him
,
leaning
back
and
shouting
something
.
Rostóv
saw
nothing
but
the
hussars
running
all
around
him
,
their
spurs
catching
and
their
sabers
clattering
.
"
Stretchers
!
"
shouted
someone
behind
him
.
Rostóv
did
not
think
what
this
call
for
stretchers
meant
;
he
ran
on
,
trying
only
to
be
ahead
of
the
others
;
but
just
at
the
bridge
,
not
looking
at
the
ground
,
he
came
on
some
sticky
,
trodden
mud
,
stumbled
,
and
fell
on
his
hands
.
The
others
outstripped
him
.
"
At
boss
zides
,
Captain
,
"
he
heard
the
voice
of
the
colonel
,
who
,
having
ridden
ahead
,
had
pulled
up
his
horse
near
the
bridge
,
with
a
triumphant
,
cheerful
face
.
