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A
young
officer
with
a
bewildered
and
pained
expression
on
his
face
stepped
away
from
the
man
and
looked
round
inquiringly
at
the
adjutant
as
he
rode
by
.
Prince
Andrew
,
having
reached
the
front
line
,
rode
along
it
.
Our
front
line
and
that
of
the
enemy
were
far
apart
on
the
right
and
left
flanks
,
but
in
the
center
where
the
men
with
a
flag
of
truce
had
passed
that
morning
,
the
lines
were
so
near
together
that
the
men
could
see
one
another
's
faces
and
speak
to
one
another
.
Besides
the
soldiers
who
formed
the
picket
line
on
either
side
,
there
were
many
curious
onlookers
who
,
jesting
and
laughing
,
stared
at
their
strange
foreign
enemies
.
Since
early
morning
--
despite
an
injunction
not
to
approach
the
picket
line
--
the
officers
had
been
unable
to
keep
sight-seers
away
.
The
soldiers
forming
the
picket
line
,
like
showmen
exhibiting
a
curiosity
,
no
longer
looked
at
the
French
but
paid
attention
to
the
sight-seers
and
grew
weary
waiting
to
be
relieved
.
Prince
Andrew
halted
to
have
a
look
at
the
French
.
"
Look
!
Look
there
!
"
one
soldier
was
saying
to
another
,
pointing
to
a
Russian
musketeer
who
had
gone
up
to
the
picket
line
with
an
officer
and
was
rapidly
and
excitedly
talking
to
a
French
grenadier
.
"
Hark
to
him
jabbering
!
Fine
,
is
n't
it
?
It
's
all
the
Frenchy
can
do
to
keep
up
with
him
.
There
now
,
Sídorov
!
"
"
Wait
a
bit
and
listen
.
It
's
fine
!
"
answered
Sídorov
,
who
was
considered
an
adept
at
French
.
The
soldier
to
whom
the
laughers
referred
was
Dólokhov
.
Prince
Andrew
recognized
him
and
stopped
to
listen
to
what
he
was
saying
.
Dólokhov
had
come
from
the
left
flank
where
their
regiment
was
stationed
,
with
his
captain
.
"
Now
then
,
go
on
,
go
on
!
"
incited
the
officer
,
bending
forward
and
trying
not
to
lose
a
word
of
the
speech
which
was
incomprehensible
to
him
.
"
More
,
please
:
more
!
What
's
he
saying
?
"
Dólokhov
did
not
answer
the
captain
;
he
had
been
drawn
into
a
hot
dispute
with
the
French
grenadier
.
They
were
naturally
talking
about
the
campaign
.
The
Frenchman
,
confusing
the
Austrians
with
the
Russians
,
was
trying
to
prove
that
the
Russians
had
surrendered
and
had
fled
all
the
way
from
Ulm
,
while
Dólokhov
maintained
that
the
Russians
had
not
surrendered
but
had
beaten
the
French
.
"
We
have
orders
to
drive
you
off
here
,
and
we
shall
drive
you
off
,
"
said
Dólokhov
.
