Война и мир

Chapter 21

           Butinspiteofthishecontinuedtostruggledesperatelyforward,andfrombetweenthebacksofthoseinfronthecaughtglimpsesofanopenspacewithastripofredclothspreadoutonit;butjustthenthecrowdswayedback—thepoliceinfrontwerepushingbackthosewhohadpressedtooclosetotheprocession:theEmperorwaspassingfromthepalacetotheCathedraloftheAssumption—andPétyaunexpectedlyreceivedsuchablowonhissideandribsandwassqueezedsohardthatsuddenlyeverythinggrewdimbeforehiseyesandhelostconsciousness.Whenhecametohimself,amanofclericalappearancewithatuftofgrayhairatthebackofhisheadandwearingashabbybluecassock—probablyachurchclerkandchanter—washoldinghimunderthearmwithonehandwhilewardingoffthepressureofthecrowdwiththeother.

           “You’vecrushedtheyounggentleman!”saidtheclerk.“Whatareyouupto?Gently!...They’vecrushedhim,crushedhim!”

           TheEmperorenteredtheCathedraloftheAssumption.Thecrowdspreadoutagainmoreevenly,andtheclerkledPétya—paleandbreathless—totheTsar-cannon.SeveralpeopleweresorryforPétya,andsuddenlyacrowdturnedtowardhimandpressedroundhim.Thosewhostoodnearesthimattendedtohim,unbuttonedhiscoat,seatedhimontheraisedplatformofthecannon,andreproachedthoseothers(whoevertheymightbe)whohadcrushedhim.

           “Onemighteasilygetkilledthatway!Whatdotheymeanbyit?Killingpeople!Poordear,he’saswhiteasasheet!”—variousvoiceswereheardsaying.

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