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Chapter 12

           Heknewthatthistaleredoundedtothegloryofourarmsandsoonehadtopretendnottodoubtit.Andheactedaccordingly.

           “Ican’tstandthisanymore,”saidIlyín,noticingthatRostóvdidnotrelishZdrzhinski’sconversation.“Mystockingsandshirt...andthewaterisrunningonmyseat!I’llgoandlookforshelter.Therainseemslessheavy.”

           IlyínwentoutandZdrzhinskirodeaway.

           FiveminuteslaterIlyín,splashingthroughthemud,camerunningbacktotheshanty.

           “Hurrah!Rostóv,comequick!I’vefoundit!Abouttwohundredyardsawaythere’satavernwhereourshavealreadygathered.Wecanatleastgetdrythere,andMaryHendríkhovna’sthere.”

           MaryHendríkhovnawasthewifeoftheregimentaldoctor,aprettyyoungGermanwomanhehadmarriedinPoland.Thedoctor,whetherfromlackofmeansorbecausehedidnotliketopartfromhisyoungwifeintheearlydaysoftheirmarriage,tookheraboutwithhimwhereverthehussarregimentwentandhisjealousyhadbecomeastandingjokeamongthehussarofficers.

           Rostóvthrewhiscloakoverhisshoulders,shoutedtoLavrúshkatofollowwiththethings,and—nowslippinginthemud,nowsplashingrightthroughit—setoffwithIlyíninthelesseningrainandthedarknessthatwasoccasionallyrentbydistantlightning.

           “Rostóv,whereareyou?”

           “Here.Whatlightning!”theycalledtooneanother.

           

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