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"
Kind
...
ly
let
--
them
--
pass
!
"
The
officer
flourished
his
arm
and
hastily
rode
away
.
"
It
's
all
the
fault
of
these
fellows
on
the
staff
that
there
's
this
disorder
,
"
he
muttered
.
"
Do
as
you
like
.
"
Prince
Andrew
without
lifting
his
eyes
rode
hastily
away
from
the
doctor
's
wife
,
who
was
calling
him
her
deliverer
,
and
recalling
with
a
sense
of
disgust
the
minutest
details
of
this
humiliating
scene
he
galloped
on
to
the
village
where
he
was
told
who
the
commander
in
chief
was
.
On
reaching
the
village
he
dismounted
and
went
to
the
nearest
house
,
intending
to
rest
if
but
for
a
moment
,
eat
something
,
and
try
to
sort
out
the
stinging
and
tormenting
thoughts
that
confused
his
mind
.
"
This
is
a
mob
of
scoundrels
and
not
an
army
,
"
he
was
thinking
as
he
went
up
to
the
window
of
the
first
house
,
when
a
familiar
voice
called
him
by
name
.
He
turned
round
.
Nesvítski
's
handsome
face
looked
out
of
the
little
window
.
Nesvítski
,
moving
his
moist
lips
as
he
chewed
something
,
and
flourishing
his
arm
,
called
him
to
enter
.
"
Bolkónski
!
Bolkónski
!
...
Do
n't
you
hear
?
Eh
?
Come
quick
...
"
he
shouted
.
Entering
the
house
,
Prince
Andrew
saw
Nesvítski
and
another
adjutant
having
something
to
eat
.
They
hastily
turned
round
to
him
asking
if
he
had
any
news
.
On
their
familiar
faces
he
read
agitation
and
alarm
.
This
was
particularly
noticeable
on
Nesvítski
's
usually
laughing
countenance
.
"
Where
is
the
commander
in
chief
?
"
asked
Bolkónski
.
