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He
had
nothing
to
do
in
Moscow
,
but
he
had
noticed
that
everyone
in
the
army
was
asking
for
leave
to
visit
Moscow
and
had
something
to
do
there
.
So
he
considered
it
necessary
to
ask
for
leave
of
absence
for
family
and
domestic
reasons
.
Berg
drove
up
to
his
father-in-law
's
house
in
his
spruce
little
trap
with
a
pair
of
sleek
roans
,
exactly
like
those
of
a
certain
prince
.
He
looked
attentively
at
the
carts
in
the
yard
and
while
going
up
to
the
porch
took
out
a
clean
pocket
handkerchief
and
tied
a
knot
in
it
.
From
the
anteroom
Berg
ran
with
smooth
though
impatient
steps
into
the
drawing
room
,
where
he
embraced
the
count
,
kissed
the
hands
of
Natásha
and
Sónya
,
and
hastened
to
inquire
after
"
Mamma
's
"
health
.
"
Health
,
at
a
time
like
this
?
"
said
the
count
.
"
Come
,
tell
us
the
news
!
Is
the
army
retreating
or
will
there
be
another
battle
?
"
"
God
Almighty
alone
can
decide
the
fate
of
our
fatherland
,
Papa
,
"
said
Berg
.
"
The
army
is
burning
with
a
spirit
of
heroism
and
the
leaders
,
so
to
say
,
have
now
assembled
in
council
.
No
one
knows
what
is
coming
.
But
in
general
I
can
tell
you
,
Papa
,
that
such
a
heroic
spirit
,
the
truly
antique
valor
of
the
Russian
army
,
which
they
--
which
it
"
(
he
corrected
himself
)
"
has
shown
or
displayed
in
the
battle
of
the
twenty-sixth
--
there
are
no
words
worthy
to
do
it
justice
!
I
tell
you
,
Papa
"
(
he
smote
himself
on
the
breast
as
a
general
he
had
heard
speaking
had
done
,
but
Berg
did
it
a
trifle
late
for
he
should
have
struck
his
breast
at
the
words
"
Russian
army
"
)
,
"
I
tell
you
frankly
that
we
,
the
commanders
,
far
from
having
to
urge
the
men
on
or
anything
of
that
kind
,
could
hardly
restrain
those
...
those
...
yes
,
those
exploits
of
antique
valor
,
"
he
went
on
rapidly
.
"
General
Barclay
de
Tolly
risked
his
life
everywhere
at
the
head
of
the
troops
,
I
can
assure
you
.
Our
corps
was
stationed
on
a
hillside
.
You
can
imagine
!
"
And
Berg
related
all
that
he
remembered
of
the
various
tales
he
had
heard
those
days
.
Natásha
watched
him
with
an
intent
gaze
that
confused
him
,
as
if
she
were
trying
to
find
in
his
face
the
answer
to
some
question
.
"
Altogether
such
heroism
as
was
displayed
by
the
Russian
warriors
can
not
be
imagined
or
adequately
praised
!
"
said
Berg
,
glancing
round
at
Natásha
,
and
as
if
anxious
to
conciliate
her
,
replying
to
her
intent
look
with
a
smile
.
"'
Russia
is
not
in
Moscow
,
she
lives
in
the
hearts
of
her
sons
!
'
Is
n't
it
so
,
Papa
?
"
said
he
.
Just
then
the
countess
came
in
from
the
sitting
room
with
a
weary
and
dissatisfied
expression
.
Berg
hurriedly
jumped
up
,
kissed
her
hand
,
asked
about
her
health
,
and
,
swaying
his
head
from
side
to
side
to
express
sympathy
,
remained
standing
beside
her
.
"
Yes
,
Mamma
,
I
tell
you
sincerely
that
these
are
hard
and
sad
times
for
every
Russian
.
But
why
are
you
so
anxious
?
You
have
still
time
to
get
away
...
"
