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"
What
would
you
have
,
my
dear
fellow
?
"
answered
Pierre
,
shrugging
his
shoulders
.
"
Women
,
my
dear
fellow
;
women
!
"
"
I
do
n't
understand
it
,
"
replied
Prince
Andrew
"
Women
who
are
comme
il
faut
,
that
's
a
different
matter
;
but
the
Kurágins
'
set
of
women
,
'
women
and
wine
'
I
do
n't
understand
!
"
Pierre
was
staying
at
Prince
Vasíli
Kurágin
's
and
sharing
the
dissipated
life
of
his
son
Anatole
,
the
son
whom
they
were
planning
to
reform
by
marrying
him
to
Prince
Andrew
's
sister
.
"
Do
you
know
?
"
said
Pierre
,
as
if
suddenly
struck
by
a
happy
thought
,
"
seriously
,
I
have
long
been
thinking
of
it
...
Leading
such
a
life
I
ca
n't
decide
or
think
properly
about
anything
.
One
's
head
aches
,
and
one
spends
all
one
's
money
.
He
asked
me
for
tonight
,
but
I
wo
n't
go
.
"
"
You
give
me
your
word
of
honor
not
to
go
?
"
"
On
my
honor
!
"
It
was
past
one
o'clock
when
Pierre
left
his
friend
.
It
was
a
cloudless
,
northern
,
summer
night
.
Pierre
took
an
open
cab
intending
to
drive
straight
home
.
But
the
nearer
he
drew
to
the
house
the
more
he
felt
the
impossibility
of
going
to
sleep
on
such
a
night
.
It
was
light
enough
to
see
a
long
way
in
the
deserted
street
and
it
seemed
more
like
morning
or
evening
than
night
.
On
the
way
Pierre
remembered
that
Anatole
Kurágin
was
expecting
the
usual
set
for
cards
that
evening
,
after
which
there
was
generally
a
drinking
bout
,
finishing
with
visits
of
a
kind
Pierre
was
very
fond
of
.
"
I
should
like
to
go
to
Kurágin
's
,
"
thought
he
.
But
he
immediately
recalled
his
promise
to
Prince
Andrew
not
to
go
there
.
Then
,
as
happens
to
people
of
weak
character
,
he
desired
so
passionately
once
more
to
enjoy
that
dissipation
he
was
so
accustomed
to
that
he
decided
to
go
.
The
thought
immediately
occurred
to
him
that
his
promise
to
Prince
Andrew
was
of
no
account
,
because
before
he
gave
it
he
had
already
promised
Prince
Anatole
to
come
to
his
gathering
;
"
besides
,
"
thought
he
,
"
all
such
'
words
of
honor
'
are
conventional
things
with
no
definite
meaning
,
especially
if
one
considers
that
by
tomorrow
one
may
be
dead
,
or
something
so
extraordinary
may
happen
to
one
that
honor
and
dishonor
will
be
all
the
same
!
"
Pierre
often
indulged
in
reflections
of
this
sort
,
nullifying
all
his
decisions
and
intentions
.
He
went
to
Kurágin
's
.
