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Pierre
sat
opposite
Dólokhov
and
Nicholas
Rostóv
.
As
usual
,
he
ate
and
drank
much
,
and
eagerly
.
But
those
who
knew
him
intimately
noticed
that
some
great
change
had
come
over
him
that
day
.
He
was
silent
all
through
dinner
and
looked
about
,
blinking
and
scowling
,
or
,
with
fixed
eyes
and
a
look
of
complete
absent-mindedness
,
kept
rubbing
the
bridge
of
his
nose
.
His
face
was
depressed
and
gloomy
.
He
seemed
to
see
and
hear
nothing
of
what
was
going
on
around
him
and
to
be
absorbed
by
some
depressing
and
unsolved
problem
.
The
unsolved
problem
that
tormented
him
was
caused
by
hints
given
by
the
princess
,
his
cousin
,
at
Moscow
,
concerning
Dólokhov
's
intimacy
with
his
wife
,
and
by
an
anonymous
letter
he
had
received
that
morning
,
which
in
the
mean
jocular
way
common
to
anonymous
letters
said
that
he
saw
badly
through
his
spectacles
,
but
that
his
wife
's
connection
with
Dólokhov
was
a
secret
to
no
one
but
himself
.
Pierre
absolutely
disbelieved
both
the
princess
'
hints
and
the
letter
,
but
he
feared
now
to
look
at
Dólokhov
,
who
was
sitting
opposite
him
.
Every
time
he
chanced
to
meet
Dólokhov
's
handsome
insolent
eyes
,
Pierre
felt
something
terrible
and
monstrous
rising
in
his
soul
and
turned
quickly
away
.
Involuntarily
recalling
his
wife
's
past
and
her
relations
with
Dólokhov
,
Pierre
saw
clearly
that
what
was
said
in
the
letter
might
be
true
,
or
might
at
least
seem
to
be
true
had
it
not
referred
to
his
wife
.
He
involuntarily
remembered
how
Dólokhov
,
who
had
fully
recovered
his
former
position
after
the
campaign
,
had
returned
to
Petersburg
and
come
to
him
.
Availing
himself
of
his
friendly
relations
with
Pierre
as
a
boon
companion
,
Dólokhov
had
come
straight
to
his
house
,
and
Pierre
had
put
him
up
and
lent
him
money
.
Pierre
recalled
how
Hélène
had
smilingly
expressed
disapproval
of
Dólokhov
's
living
at
their
house
,
and
how
cynically
Dólokhov
had
praised
his
wife
's
beauty
to
him
and
from
that
time
till
they
came
to
Moscow
had
not
left
them
for
a
day
.
"
Yes
,
he
is
very
handsome
,
"
thought
Pierre
,
"
and
I
know
him
.
It
would
be
particularly
pleasant
to
him
to
dishonor
my
name
and
ridicule
me
,
just
because
I
have
exerted
myself
on
his
behalf
,
befriended
him
,
and
helped
him
.
I
know
and
understand
what
a
spice
that
would
add
to
the
pleasure
of
deceiving
me
,
if
it
really
were
true
.
Yes
,
if
it
were
true
,
but
I
do
not
believe
it
.
I
have
no
right
to
,
and
ca
n't
,
believe
it
.
"
He
remembered
the
expression
Dólokhov
's
face
assumed
in
his
moments
of
cruelty
,
as
when
tying
the
policeman
to
the
bear
and
dropping
them
into
the
water
,
or
when
he
challenged
a
man
to
a
duel
without
any
reason
,
or
shot
a
post-boy
's
horse
with
a
pistol
.
That
expression
was
often
on
Dólokhov
's
face
when
looking
at
him
.
"
Yes
,
he
is
a
bully
,
"
thought
Pierre
,
"
to
kill
a
man
means
nothing
to
him
.
It
must
seem
to
him
that
everyone
is
afraid
of
him
,
and
that
must
please
him
.
He
must
think
that
I
,
too
,
am
afraid
of
him
--
and
in
fact
I
am
afraid
of
him
,
"
he
thought
,
and
again
he
felt
something
terrible
and
monstrous
rising
in
his
soul
.
Dólokhov
,
Denísov
,
and
Rostóv
were
now
sitting
opposite
Pierre
and
seemed
very
gay
.
Rostóv
was
talking
merrily
to
his
two
friends
,
one
of
whom
was
a
dashing
hussar
and
the
other
a
notorious
duelist
and
rake
,
and
every
now
and
then
he
glanced
ironically
at
Pierre
,
whose
preoccupied
,
absent-minded
,
and
massive
figure
was
a
very
noticeable
one
at
the
dinner
.
Rostóv
looked
inimically
at
Pierre
,
first
because
Pierre
appeared
to
his
hussar
eyes
as
a
rich
civilian
,
the
husband
of
a
beauty
,
and
in
a
word
--
an
old
woman
;
and
secondly
because
Pierre
in
his
preoccupation
and
absent-mindedness
had
not
recognized
Rostóv
and
had
not
responded
to
his
greeting
.
When
the
Emperor
's
health
was
drunk
,
Pierre
,
lost
in
thought
,
did
not
rise
or
lift
his
glass
.
"
What
are
you
about
?
"
shouted
Rostóv
,
looking
at
him
in
an
ecstasy
of
exasperation
.
"
Do
n't
you
hear
it
's
His
Majesty
the
Emperor
's
health
?
"
Pierre
sighed
,
rose
submissively
,
emptied
his
glass
,
and
,
waiting
till
all
were
seated
again
,
turned
with
his
kindly
smile
to
Rostóv
.
"
Why
,
I
did
n't
recognize
you
!
"
he
said
.
But
Rostóv
was
otherwise
engaged
;
he
was
shouting
"
Hurrah
!
"
"
Why
do
n't
you
renew
the
acquaintance
?
"
said
Dólokhov
to
Rostóv
.
"
Confound
him
,
he
's
a
fool
!
"
said
Rostóv
.
