Война и мир

Chapter 22

           Hetookthegloveinsilencefromtheaide-de-camp,andsatdowninthelady’schair,placinghishugehandssymmetricallyonhiskneesinthenaïveattitudeofanEgyptianstatue,anddecidedinhisownmindthatallwasasitshouldbe,andthatinordernottolosehisheadanddofoolishthingshemustnotactonhisownideastonight,butmustyieldhimselfupentirelytothewillofthosewhowereguidinghim.

           NottwominuteshadpassedbeforePrinceVasíliwithheaderectmajesticallyenteredtheroom.Hewaswearinghislongcoatwiththreestarsonhisbreast.Heseemedtohavegrownthinnersincethemorning;hiseyesseemedlargerthanusualwhenheglancedroundandnoticedPierre.Hewentuptohim,tookhishand(athingheneverusedtodo),anddrewitdownwardsasifwishingtoascertainwhetheritwasfirmlyfixedon.

           “Courage,courage,myfriend!Hehasaskedtoseeyou.Thatiswell!”andheturnedtogo.

           ButPierrethoughtitnecessarytoask:“Howis...”andhesitated,notknowingwhetheritwouldbepropertocallthedyingman“thecount,”yetashamedtocallhim“father.”

           “Hehadanotherstrokeabouthalfanhourago.Courage,myfriend...”

           Pierre’smindwasinsuchaconfusedstatethattheword“stroke”suggestedtohimablowfromsomething.HelookedatPrinceVasíliinperplexity,andonlylatergraspedthatastrokewasanattackofillness.PrinceVasílisaidsomethingtoLorraininpassingandwentthroughthedoorontiptoe.Hecouldnotwalkwellontiptoeandhiswholebodyjerkedateachstep

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