Война и мир

Chapter 13

           

           “Andwhoareyou?”criedtheofficer,turningonhimwithtipsyrage,“whoareyou?Areyouincommandhere?Eh?Iamcommanderhere,notyou!GobackorI’llflattenyouintoapancake,”repeatedhe.Thisexpressionevidentlypleasedhim.

           “Thatwasanicesnubforthelittleaide-de-camp,”cameavoicefrombehind.

           PrinceAndrewsawthattheofficerwasinthatstateofsenseless,tipsyragewhenamandoesnotknowwhatheissaying.Hesawthathischampionshipofthedoctor’swifeinherqueertrapmightexposehimtowhathedreadedmorethananythingintheworld—toridicule;buthisinstincturgedhimon.BeforetheofficerfinishedhissentencePrinceAndrew,hisfacedistortedwithfury,rodeuptohimandraisedhisridingwhip.

           “Kind...lylet—them—pass!”

           Theofficerflourishedhisarmandhastilyrodeaway.

           “It’sallthefaultofthesefellowsonthestaffthatthere’sthisdisorder,”hemuttered.“Doasyoulike.”

           PrinceAndrewwithoutliftinghiseyesrodehastilyawayfromthedoctor’swife,whowascallinghimherdeliverer,andrecallingwithasenseofdisgusttheminutestdetailsofthishumiliatingscenehegallopedontothevillagewherehewastoldwhothecommanderinchiefwas.

           Onreachingthevillagehedismountedandwenttothenearesthouse,intendingtorestifbutforamoment,eatsomething,andtrytosortoutthestingingandtormentingthoughtsthatconfusedhismind.“Thisisamobofscoundrelsandnotanarmy,”hewasthinkingashewentuptothewindowofthefirsthouse,whenafamiliarvoicecalledhimbyname.

           Heturnedround.

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