Chapter 18

           

           RostóvhadbeenorderedtolookforKutúzovandtheEmperornearthevillageofPratzen.Butneithertheynorasinglecommandingofficerwerethere,onlydisorganizedcrowdsoftroopsofvariouskinds.Heurgedonhisalreadywearyhorsetogetquicklypastthesecrowds,butthefartherhewentthemoredisorganizedtheywere.Thehighroadonwhichhehadcomeoutwasthrongedwithcalèches,carriagesofallsorts,andRussianandAustriansoldiersofallarms,somewoundedandsomenot.ThiswholemassdronedandjostledinconfusionunderthedismalinfluenceofcannonballsflyingfromtheFrenchbatteriesstationedonthePratzenHeights.

           “WhereistheEmperor?WhereisKutúzov?”Rostóvkeptaskingeveryonehecouldstop,butgotnoanswerfromanyone.

           Atlastseizingasoldierbyhiscollarheforcedhimtoanswer.

           “Eh,brother!They’veallboltedlongago!”saidthesoldier,laughingforsomereasonandshakinghimselffree.

           Havingleftthatsoldierwhowasevidentlydrunk,Rostóvstoppedthehorseofabatmanorgroomofsomeimportantpersonageandbegantoquestionhim.ThemanannouncedthattheTsarhadbeendriveninacarriageatfullspeedaboutanhourbeforealongthatveryroadandthathewasdangerouslywounded.

           “Itcan’tbe!”saidRostóv.“Itmusthavebeensomeoneelse.”

           “Isawhimmyself,”repliedthemanwithaself-confidentsmileofderision.“IoughttoknowtheEmperorbynow,afterthetimesI’veseenhiminPetersburg.IsawhimjustasIseeyou....Therehesatinthecarriageaspaleasanything.

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