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As
soon
as
the
sun
appeared
in
a
clear
strip
of
sky
beneath
the
clouds
,
the
wind
fell
,
as
if
it
dared
not
spoil
the
beauty
of
the
summer
morning
after
the
storm
;
drops
still
continued
to
fall
,
but
vertically
now
,
and
all
was
still
.
The
whole
sun
appeared
on
the
horizon
and
disappeared
behind
a
long
narrow
cloud
that
hung
above
it
.
A
few
minutes
later
it
reappeared
brighter
still
from
behind
the
top
of
the
cloud
,
tearing
its
edge
.
Everything
grew
bright
and
glittered
.
And
with
that
light
,
and
as
if
in
reply
to
it
,
came
the
sound
of
guns
ahead
of
them
.
Before
Rostóv
had
had
time
to
consider
and
determine
the
distance
of
that
firing
,
Count
Ostermann-Tolstóy
's
adjutant
came
galloping
from
Vítebsk
with
orders
to
advance
at
a
trot
along
the
road
.
The
squadron
overtook
and
passed
the
infantry
and
the
battery
--
which
had
also
quickened
their
pace
--
rode
down
a
hill
,
and
passing
through
an
empty
and
deserted
village
again
ascended
.
The
horses
began
to
lather
and
the
men
to
flush
.
"
Halt
!
Dress
your
ranks
!
"
the
order
of
the
regimental
commander
was
heard
ahead
.
"
Forward
by
the
left
.
Walk
,
march
!
"
came
the
order
from
in
front
.
And
the
hussars
,
passing
along
the
line
of
troops
on
the
left
flank
of
our
position
,
halted
behind
our
Uhlans
who
were
in
the
front
line
.
To
the
right
stood
our
infantry
in
a
dense
column
:
they
were
the
reserve
.
Higher
up
the
hill
,
on
the
very
horizon
,
our
guns
were
visible
through
the
wonderfully
clear
air
,
brightly
illuminated
by
slanting
morning
sunbeams
.
In
front
,
beyond
a
hollow
dale
,
could
be
seen
the
enemy
's
columns
and
guns
.
Our
advanced
line
,
already
in
action
,
could
be
heard
briskly
exchanging
shots
with
the
enemy
in
the
dale
.
At
these
sounds
,
long
unheard
,
Rostóv
's
spirits
rose
,
as
at
the
strains
of
the
merriest
music
.
Trap-ta-ta-tap
!
cracked
the
shots
,
now
together
,
now
several
quickly
one
after
another
.
Again
all
was
silent
and
then
again
it
sounded
as
if
someone
were
walking
on
detonators
and
exploding
them
.
The
hussars
remained
in
the
same
place
for
about
an
hour
.
A
cannonade
began
.
Count
Ostermann
with
his
suite
rode
up
behind
the
squadron
,
halted
,
spoke
to
the
commander
of
the
regiment
,
and
rode
up
the
hill
to
the
guns
.
After
Ostermann
had
gone
,
a
command
rang
out
to
the
Uhlans
.
"
Form
column
!
Prepare
to
charge
!
"
