Chapter 9

           

           Itwaspastoneo’clockwhenPierrelefthisfriend.Itwasacloudless,northern,summernight.Pierretookanopencabintendingtodrivestraighthome.Butthenearerhedrewtothehousethemorehefelttheimpossibilityofgoingtosleeponsuchanight.Itwaslightenoughtoseealongwayinthedesertedstreetanditseemedmorelikemorningoreveningthannight.OnthewayPierrerememberedthatAnatoleKuráginwasexpectingtheusualsetforcardsthatevening,afterwhichtherewasgenerallyadrinkingbout,finishingwithvisitsofakindPierrewasveryfondof.

           “IshouldliketogotoKurágin’s,”thoughthe.

           ButheimmediatelyrecalledhispromisetoPrinceAndrewnottogothere.Then,ashappenstopeopleofweakcharacter,hedesiredsopassionatelyoncemoretoenjoythatdissipationhewassoaccustomedtothathedecidedtogo.ThethoughtimmediatelyoccurredtohimthathispromisetoPrinceAndrewwasofnoaccount,becausebeforehegaveithehadalreadypromisedPrinceAnatoletocometohisgathering;“besides,”thoughthe,“allsuch‘wordsofhonor’areconventionalthingswithnodefinitemeaning,especiallyifoneconsidersthatbytomorrowonemaybedead,orsomethingsoextraordinarymayhappentoonethathonoranddishonorwillbeallthesame!”Pierreoftenindulgedinreflectionsofthissort,nullifyingallhisdecisionsandintentions.HewenttoKurágin’s.

           ReachingthelargehouseneartheHorseGuards’barracks,inwhichAnatolelived,Pierreenteredthelightedporch,ascendedthestairs,andwentinattheopendoor.

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