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"
Later
...
later
!
Tomorrow
.
It
's
too
late
...
"
Rostóv
turned
and
was
about
to
go
,
but
the
man
in
the
braces
stopped
him
.
"
Whom
have
you
come
from
?
Who
are
you
?
"
"
I
come
from
Major
Denísov
,
"
answered
Rostóv
.
"
Are
you
an
officer
?
"
"
Lieutenant
Count
Rostóv
.
"
"
What
audacity
!
Hand
it
in
through
your
commander
.
And
go
along
with
you
...
go
,
"
and
he
continued
to
put
on
the
uniform
the
valet
handed
him
.
Rostóv
went
back
into
the
hall
and
noticed
that
in
the
porch
there
were
many
officers
and
generals
in
full
parade
uniform
,
whom
he
had
to
pass
.
Cursing
his
temerity
,
his
heart
sinking
at
the
thought
of
finding
himself
at
any
moment
face
to
face
with
the
Emperor
and
being
put
to
shame
and
arrested
in
his
presence
,
fully
alive
now
to
the
impropriety
of
his
conduct
and
repenting
of
it
,
Rostóv
,
with
downcast
eyes
,
was
making
his
way
out
of
the
house
through
the
brilliant
suite
when
a
familiar
voice
called
him
and
a
hand
detained
him
.
