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But
the
countess
pushed
her
daughter
away
and
went
up
to
her
husband
.
"
My
dear
,
you
order
what
is
right
...
You
know
I
do
n't
understand
about
it
,
"
said
she
,
dropping
her
eyes
shamefacedly
.
"
The
eggs
...
the
eggs
are
teaching
the
hen
,
"
muttered
the
count
through
tears
of
joy
,
and
he
embraced
his
wife
who
was
glad
to
hide
her
look
of
shame
on
his
breast
.
"
Papa
!
Mamma
!
May
I
see
to
it
?
May
I
?
...
"
asked
Natásha
.
"
We
will
still
take
all
the
most
necessary
things
.
"
The
count
nodded
affirmatively
,
and
Natásha
,
at
the
rapid
pace
at
which
she
used
to
run
when
playing
at
tag
,
ran
through
the
ballroom
to
the
anteroom
and
downstairs
into
the
yard
.
The
servants
gathered
round
Natásha
,
but
could
not
believe
the
strange
order
she
brought
them
until
the
count
himself
,
in
his
wife
's
name
,
confirmed
the
order
to
give
up
all
the
carts
to
the
wounded
and
take
the
trunks
to
the
storerooms
.
When
they
understood
that
order
the
servants
set
to
work
at
this
new
task
with
pleasure
and
zeal
.
It
no
longer
seemed
strange
to
them
but
on
the
contrary
it
seemed
the
only
thing
that
could
be
done
,
just
as
a
quarter
of
an
hour
before
it
had
not
seemed
strange
to
anyone
that
the
wounded
should
be
left
behind
and
the
goods
carted
away
but
that
had
seemed
the
only
thing
to
do
.
The
whole
household
,
as
if
to
atone
for
not
having
done
it
sooner
,
set
eagerly
to
work
at
the
new
task
of
placing
the
wounded
in
the
carts
.
The
wounded
dragged
themselves
out
of
their
rooms
and
stood
with
pale
but
happy
faces
round
the
carts
.
The
news
that
carts
were
to
be
had
spread
to
the
neighboring
houses
,
from
which
wounded
men
began
to
come
into
the
Rostóvs
'
yard
.
Many
of
the
wounded
asked
them
not
to
unload
the
carts
but
only
to
let
them
sit
on
the
top
of
the
things
.
But
the
work
of
unloading
,
once
started
,
could
not
be
arrested
.
It
seemed
not
to
matter
whether
all
or
only
half
the
things
were
left
behind
Cases
full
of
china
,
bronzes
,
pictures
,
and
mirrors
that
had
been
so
carefully
packed
the
night
before
now
lay
about
the
yard
,
and
still
they
went
on
searching
for
and
finding
possibilities
of
unloading
this
or
that
and
letting
the
wounded
have
another
and
yet
another
cart
.
"
We
can
take
four
more
men
,
"
said
the
steward
.
"
They
can
have
my
trap
,
or
else
what
is
to
become
of
them
?
"
