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Round
the
peasant
's
deal
table
,
on
which
lay
maps
,
plans
,
pencils
,
and
papers
,
so
many
people
gathered
that
the
orderlies
brought
in
another
bench
and
put
it
beside
the
table
.
Ermólov
,
Kaysárov
,
and
Toll
,
who
had
just
arrived
,
sat
down
on
this
bench
.
In
the
foremost
place
,
immediately
under
the
icons
,
sat
Barclay
de
Tolly
,
his
high
forehead
merging
into
his
bald
crown
.
He
had
a
St.
George
's
Cross
round
his
neck
and
looked
pale
and
ill
.
He
had
been
feverish
for
two
days
and
was
now
shivering
and
in
pain
.
Beside
him
sat
Uvárov
,
who
with
rapid
gesticulations
was
giving
him
some
information
,
speaking
in
low
tones
as
they
all
did
.
Chubby
little
Dokhtúrov
was
listening
attentively
with
eyebrows
raised
and
arms
folded
on
his
stomach
.
On
the
other
side
sat
Count
Ostermann-Tolstóy
,
seemingly
absorbed
in
his
own
thoughts
.
His
broad
head
with
its
bold
features
and
glittering
eyes
was
resting
on
his
hand
.
Raévski
,
twitching
forward
the
black
hair
on
his
temples
as
was
his
habit
,
glanced
now
at
Kutúzov
and
now
at
the
door
with
a
look
of
impatience
.
Konovnítsyn
's
firm
,
handsome
,
and
kindly
face
was
lit
up
by
a
tender
,
sly
smile
.
His
glance
met
Malásha
's
,
and
the
expression
of
his
eyes
caused
the
little
girl
to
smile
.
They
were
all
waiting
for
Bennigsen
,
who
on
the
pretext
of
inspecting
the
position
was
finishing
his
savory
dinner
.
They
waited
for
him
from
four
till
six
o'clock
and
did
not
begin
their
deliberations
all
that
time
but
talked
in
low
tones
of
other
matters
.
Only
when
Bennigsen
had
entered
the
hut
did
Kutúzov
leave
his
corner
and
draw
toward
the
table
,
but
not
near
enough
for
the
candles
that
had
been
placed
there
to
light
up
his
face
.
Bennigsen
opened
the
council
with
the
question
:
"
Are
we
to
abandon
Russia
's
ancient
and
sacred
capital
without
a
struggle
,
or
are
we
to
defend
it
?
"
A
prolonged
and
general
silence
followed
.
There
was
a
frown
on
every
face
and
only
Kutúzov
's
angry
grunts
and
occasional
cough
broke
the
silence
.
All
eyes
were
gazing
at
him
.
Malásha
too
looked
at
"
Granddad
.
"
She
was
nearest
to
him
and
saw
how
his
face
puckered
;
he
seemed
about
to
cry
,
but
this
did
not
last
long
.
"
Russia
's
ancient
and
sacred
capital
!
"
he
suddenly
said
,
repeating
Bennigsen
's
words
in
an
angry
voice
and
thereby
drawing
attention
to
the
false
note
in
them
.
"
Allow
me
to
tell
you
,
your
excellency
,
that
that
question
has
no
meaning
for
a
Russian
.
"
(
He
lurched
his
heavy
body
forward
.
)
"
Such
a
question
can
not
be
put
;
it
is
senseless
!
The
question
I
have
asked
these
gentlemen
to
meet
to
discuss
is
a
military
one
.
The
question
is
that
of
saving
Russia
.
Is
it
better
to
give
up
Moscow
without
a
battle
,
or
by
accepting
battle
to
risk
losing
the
army
as
well
as
Moscow
?
That
is
the
question
on
which
I
want
your
opinion
,
"
and
he
sank
back
in
his
chair
.
The
discussion
began
.
Bennigsen
did
not
yet
consider
his
game
lost
.
Admitting
the
view
of
Barclay
and
others
that
a
defensive
battle
at
Filí
was
impossible
,
but
imbued
with
Russian
patriotism
and
the
love
of
Moscow
,
he
proposed
to
move
troops
from
the
right
to
the
left
flank
during
the
night
and
attack
the
French
right
flank
the
following
day
.
Opinions
were
divided
,
and
arguments
were
advanced
for
and
against
that
project
.
Ermólov
,
Dokhtúrov
,
and
Raévski
agreed
with
Bennigsen
.
Whether
feeling
it
necessary
to
make
a
sacrifice
before
abandoning
the
capital
or
guided
by
other
,
personal
considerations
,
these
generals
seemed
not
to
understand
that
this
council
could
not
alter
the
inevitable
course
of
events
and
that
Moscow
was
in
effect
already
abandoned
.
The
other
generals
,
however
,
understood
it
and
,
leaving
aside
the
question
of
Moscow
,
spoke
of
the
direction
the
army
should
take
in
its
retreat
.
Malásha
,
who
kept
her
eyes
fixed
on
what
was
going
on
before
her
,
understood
the
meaning
of
the
council
differently
.
It
seemed
to
her
that
it
was
only
a
personal
struggle
between
"
Granddad
"
and
"
Long-coat
"
as
she
termed
Bennigsen
.
She
saw
that
they
grew
spiteful
when
they
spoke
to
one
another
,
and
in
her
heart
she
sided
with
"
Granddad
.
"
In
the
midst
of
the
conversation
she
noticed
"
Granddad
"
give
Bennigsen
a
quick
,
subtle
glance
,
and
then
to
her
joys
she
saw
that
"
Granddad
"
said
something
to
"
Long-coat
"
which
settled
him
.
Bennigsen
suddenly
reddened
and
paced
angrily
up
and
down
the
room
.
What
so
affected
him
was
Kutúzov
's
calm
and
quiet
comment
on
the
advantage
or
disadvantage
of
Bennigsen
's
proposal
to
move
troops
by
night
from
the
right
to
the
left
flank
to
attack
the
French
right
wing
.
"
Gentlemen
,
"
said
Kutúzov
,
"
I
can
not
approve
of
the
count
's
plan
.
Moving
troops
in
close
proximity
to
an
enemy
is
always
dangerous
,
and
military
history
supports
that
view
.
For
instance
...
"
Kutúzov
seemed
to
reflect
,
searching
for
an
example
,
then
with
a
clear
,
naïve
look
at
Bennigsen
he
added
:
"
Oh
yes
;
take
the
battle
of
Friedland
,
which
I
think
the
count
well
remembers
,
and
which
was
...
not
fully
successful
,
only
because
our
troops
were
rearranged
too
near
the
enemy
...
"
