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A
dozen
persons
who
had
business
with
Pierre
were
awaiting
him
in
the
drawing
room
.
Pierre
dressed
hurriedly
and
,
instead
of
going
to
see
them
,
went
to
the
back
porch
and
out
through
the
gate
From
that
time
till
the
end
of
the
destruction
of
Moscow
no
one
of
Bezúkhov
's
household
,
despite
all
the
search
they
made
,
saw
Pierre
again
or
knew
where
he
was
.
The
Rostóvs
remained
in
Moscow
till
the
first
of
September
,
that
is
,
till
the
eve
of
the
enemy
's
entry
into
the
city
.
After
Pétya
had
joined
Obolénski
's
regiment
of
Cossacks
and
left
for
Bélaya
Tsérkov
where
that
regiment
was
forming
,
the
countess
was
seized
with
terror
.
The
thought
that
both
her
sons
were
at
the
war
,
had
both
gone
from
under
her
wing
,
that
today
or
tomorrow
either
or
both
of
them
might
be
killed
like
the
three
sons
of
one
of
her
acquaintances
,
struck
her
that
summer
for
the
first
time
with
cruel
clearness
.
She
tried
to
get
Nicholas
back
and
wished
to
go
herself
to
join
Pétya
,
or
to
get
him
an
appointment
somewhere
in
Petersburg
,
but
neither
of
these
proved
possible
.
Pétya
could
not
return
unless
his
regiment
did
so
or
unless
he
was
transferred
to
another
regiment
on
active
service
.
Nicholas
was
somewhere
with
the
army
and
had
not
sent
a
word
since
his
last
letter
,
in
which
he
had
given
a
detailed
account
of
his
meeting
with
Princess
Mary
.
The
countess
did
not
sleep
at
night
,
or
when
she
did
fall
asleep
dreamed
that
she
saw
her
sons
lying
dead
.
After
many
consultations
and
conversations
,
the
count
at
last
devised
means
to
tranquillize
her
.
He
got
Pétya
transferred
from
Obolénski
's
regiment
to
Bezúkhov
's
,
which
was
in
training
near
Moscow
.
Though
Pétya
would
remain
in
the
service
,
this
transfer
would
give
the
countess
the
consolation
of
seeing
at
least
one
of
her
sons
under
her
wing
,
and
she
hoped
to
arrange
matters
for
her
Pétya
so
as
not
to
let
him
go
again
,
but
always
get
him
appointed
to
places
where
he
could
not
possibly
take
part
in
a
battle
.
As
long
as
Nicholas
alone
was
in
danger
the
countess
imagined
that
she
loved
her
first-born
more
than
all
her
other
children
and
even
reproached
herself
for
it
;
but
when
her
youngest
:
the
scapegrace
who
had
been
bad
at
lessons
,
was
always
breaking
things
in
the
house
and
making
himself
a
nuisance
to
everybody
,
that
snub-nosed
Pétya
with
his
merry
black
eyes
and
fresh
rosy
cheeks
where
soft
down
was
just
beginning
to
show
--
when
he
was
thrown
amid
those
big
,
dreadful
,
cruel
men
who
were
fighting
somewhere
about
something
and
apparently
finding
pleasure
in
it
--
then
his
mother
thought
she
loved
him
more
,
much
more
,
than
all
her
other
children
.
The
nearer
the
time
came
for
Pétya
to
return
,
the
more
uneasy
grew
the
countess
.
She
began
to
think
she
would
never
live
to
see
such
happiness
.
The
presence
of
Sónya
,
of
her
beloved
Natásha
,
or
even
of
her
husband
irritated
her
.
"
What
do
I
want
with
them
?
I
want
no
one
but
Pétya
,
"
she
thought
.
At
the
end
of
August
the
Rostóvs
received
another
letter
from
Nicholas
.
He
wrote
from
the
province
of
Vorónezh
where
he
had
been
sent
to
procure
remounts
,
but
that
letter
did
not
set
the
countess
at
ease
.
Knowing
that
one
son
was
out
of
danger
she
became
the
more
anxious
about
Pétya
.
Though
by
the
twentieth
of
August
nearly
all
the
Rostóvs
'
acquaintances
had
left
Moscow
,
and
though
everybody
tried
to
persuade
the
countess
to
get
away
as
quickly
as
possible
,
she
would
not
hear
of
leaving
before
her
treasure
,
her
adored
Pétya
,
returned
.
On
the
twenty-eighth
of
August
he
arrived
.
The
passionate
tenderness
with
which
his
mother
received
him
did
not
please
the
sixteen-year-old
officer
.
Though
she
concealed
from
him
her
intention
of
keeping
him
under
her
wing
,
Pétya
guessed
her
designs
,
and
instinctively
fearing
that
he
might
give
way
to
emotion
when
with
her
--
might
"
become
womanish
"
as
he
termed
it
to
himself
--
he
treated
her
coldly
,
avoided
her
,
and
during
his
stay
in
Moscow
attached
himself
exclusively
to
Natásha
for
whom
he
had
always
had
a
particularly
brotherly
tenderness
,
almost
lover-like
.
Owing
to
the
count
's
customary
carelessness
nothing
was
ready
for
their
departure
by
the
twenty-eighth
of
August
and
the
carts
that
were
to
come
from
their
Ryazán
and
Moscow
estates
to
remove
their
household
belongings
did
not
arrive
till
the
thirtieth
.
From
the
twenty-eighth
till
the
thirty-first
all
Moscow
was
in
a
bustle
and
commotion
.
Every
day
thousands
of
men
wounded
at
Borodinó
were
brought
in
by
the
Dorogomílov
gate
and
taken
to
various
parts
of
Moscow
,
and
thousands
of
carts
conveyed
the
inhabitants
and
their
possessions
out
by
the
other
gates
.
In
spite
of
Rostopchín
's
broadsheets
,
or
because
of
them
or
independently
of
them
,
the
strangest
and
most
contradictory
rumors
were
current
in
the
town
.
Some
said
that
no
one
was
to
be
allowed
to
leave
the
city
,
others
on
the
contrary
said
that
all
the
icons
had
been
taken
out
of
the
churches
and
everybody
was
to
be
ordered
to
leave
.
Some
said
there
had
been
another
battle
after
Borodinó
at
which
the
French
had
been
routed
,
while
others
on
the
contrary
reported
that
the
Russian
army
had
been
destroyed
.
