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Not
far
from
the
artillery
campfire
,
in
a
hut
that
had
been
prepared
for
him
,
Prince
Bagratión
sat
at
dinner
,
talking
with
some
commanding
officers
who
had
gathered
at
his
quarters
.
The
little
old
man
with
the
half-closed
eyes
was
there
greedily
gnawing
a
mutton
bone
,
and
the
general
who
had
served
blamelessly
for
twenty-two
years
,
flushed
by
a
glass
of
vodka
and
the
dinner
;
and
the
staff
officer
with
the
signet
ring
,
and
Zherkóv
,
uneasily
glancing
at
them
all
,
and
Prince
Andrew
,
pale
,
with
compressed
lips
and
feverishly
glittering
eyes
.
In
a
corner
of
the
hut
stood
a
standard
captured
from
the
French
,
and
the
accountant
with
the
naïve
face
was
feeling
its
texture
,
shaking
his
head
in
perplexity
--
perhaps
because
the
banner
really
interested
him
,
perhaps
because
it
was
hard
for
him
,
hungry
as
he
was
,
to
look
on
at
a
dinner
where
there
was
no
place
for
him
.
In
the
next
hut
there
was
a
French
colonel
who
had
been
taken
prisoner
by
our
dragoons
.
Our
officers
were
flocking
in
to
look
at
him
.
Prince
Bagratión
was
thanking
the
individual
commanders
and
inquiring
into
details
of
the
action
and
our
losses
.
The
general
whose
regiment
had
been
inspected
at
Braunau
was
informing
the
prince
that
as
soon
as
the
action
began
he
had
withdrawn
from
the
wood
,
mustered
the
men
who
were
woodcutting
,
and
,
allowing
the
French
to
pass
him
,
had
made
a
bayonet
charge
with
two
battalions
and
had
broken
up
the
French
troops
.
"
When
I
saw
,
your
excellency
,
that
their
first
battalion
was
disorganized
,
I
stopped
in
the
road
and
thought
:
'
I
'll
let
them
come
on
and
will
meet
them
with
the
fire
of
the
whole
battalion
'
--
and
that
's
what
I
did
.
"
The
general
had
so
wished
to
do
this
and
was
so
sorry
he
had
not
managed
to
do
it
that
it
seemed
to
him
as
if
it
had
really
happened
.
Perhaps
it
might
really
have
been
so
?
Could
one
possibly
make
out
amid
all
that
confusion
what
did
or
did
not
happen
?
"
By
the
way
,
your
excellency
,
I
should
inform
you
,
"
he
continued
--
remembering
Dólokhov
's
conversation
with
Kutúzov
and
his
last
interview
with
the
gentleman-ranker
--
"
that
Private
Dólokhov
,
who
was
reduced
to
the
ranks
,
took
a
French
officer
prisoner
in
my
presence
and
particularly
distinguished
himself
.
"
"
I
saw
the
Pávlograd
hussars
attack
there
,
your
excellency
,
"
chimed
in
Zherkóv
,
looking
uneasily
around
.
He
had
not
seen
the
hussars
all
that
day
,
but
had
heard
about
them
from
an
infantry
officer
.
"
They
broke
up
two
squares
,
your
excellency
.
"
Several
of
those
present
smiled
at
Zherkóv
's
words
,
expecting
one
of
his
usual
jokes
,
but
noticing
that
what
he
was
saying
redounded
to
the
glory
of
our
arms
and
of
the
day
's
work
,
they
assumed
a
serious
expression
,
though
many
of
them
knew
that
what
he
was
saying
was
a
lie
devoid
of
any
foundation
.
Prince
Bagratión
turned
to
the
old
colonel
:
"
Gentlemen
,
I
thank
you
all
;
all
arms
have
behaved
heroically
:
infantry
,
cavalry
,
and
artillery
.
How
was
it
that
two
guns
were
abandoned
in
the
center
?
"
he
inquired
,
searching
with
his
eyes
for
someone
.
(
Prince
Bagratión
did
not
ask
about
the
guns
on
the
left
flank
;
he
knew
that
all
the
guns
there
had
been
abandoned
at
the
very
beginning
of
the
action
.
)
"
I
think
I
sent
you
?
"
he
added
,
turning
to
the
staff
officer
on
duty
.
