Война и мир

Chapter 17

           Jevousadmire,maparoled’honneur!”*

           *“ItisthetalkofallMoscow.Myword,Iadmireyou!”

           “Forfeit,forfeit!”criedthemilitiaofficer.

           “Allright,onecan’ttalk—howtiresome!”

           “Whatis‘thetalkofallMoscow’?”Pierreaskedangrily,risingtohisfeet.

           “Comenow,Count,youknow!”

           “Idon’tknowanythingaboutit,”saidPierre.

           “IknowyouwerefriendlywithNatalie,andso...butIwasalwaysmorefriendlywithVéra—thatdearVéra.”

           “No,madame!”Pierrecontinuedinatoneofdispleasure,“IhavenottakenonmyselftheroleofNatalieRostóva’sknightatall,andhavenotbeentotheirhousefornearlyamonth.ButIcannotunderstandthecruelty...”

           “Quis’excuses’accuse,”*saidJulie,smilingandwavingthelinttriumphantly,andtohavethelastwordshepromptlychangedthesubject.“DoyouknowwhatIheardtoday?PoorMaryBolkónskayaarrivedinMoscowyesterday.Doyouknowthatshehaslostherfather?”

           *“Whoexcuseshimself,accuseshimself.”

           “Really?Whereisshe?Ishouldlikeverymuchtoseeher,”saidPierre.

           “Ispenttheeveningwithheryesterday.SheisgoingtotheirestatenearMoscoweithertodayortomorrowmorning,withhernephew.”

           “Well,andhowisshe?”askedPierre.

           “Sheiswell,butsad.Butdoyouknowwhorescuedher?Itisquitearomance.NicholasRostóv!Shewassurrounded,andtheywantedtokillherandhadwoundedsomeofherpeople.Herushedinandsavedher....”

           “Anotherromance,”saidthemilitiaofficer

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