Chapter 15

           

           Rostóv,withhiskeensportsman’seye,wasoneofthefirsttocatchsightoftheseblueFrenchdragoonspursuingourUhlans.NearerandnearerindisorderlycrowdscametheUhlansandtheFrenchdragoonspursuingthem.Hecouldalreadyseehowthesemen,wholookedsosmallatthefootofthehill,jostledandovertookoneanother,wavingtheirarmsandtheirsabersintheair.

           Rostóvgazedatwhatwashappeningbeforehimasatahunt.HefeltinstinctivelythatifthehussarsstruckattheFrenchdragoonsnow,thelattercouldnotwithstandthem,butifachargewastobemadeitmustbedonenow,atthatverymoment,oritwouldbetoolate.Helookedaround.Acaptain,standingbesidehim,wasgazinglikehimselfwitheyesfixedonthecavalrybelowthem.

           “AndrewSevastyánych!”saidRostóv.“Youknow,wecouldcrushthem....”

           “Afinethingtoo!”repliedthecaptain,“andreally...”

           Rostóv,withoutwaitingtohearhimout,touchedhishorse,gallopedtothefrontofhissquadron,andbeforehehadtimetofinishgivingthewordofcommand,thewholesquadron,sharinghisfeeling,wasfollowinghim.Rostóvhimselfdidnotknowhoworwhyhedidit.Heactedashedidwhenhunting,withoutreflectingorconsidering.Hesawthedragoonsnearandthattheyweregallopingindisorder;heknewtheycouldnotwithstandanattack—knewtherewasonlythatmomentandthatifheletitslipitwouldnotreturn.Thebulletswerewhiningandwhistlingsostimulatinglyaroundhimandhishorsewassoeagertogothathecouldnotrestrainhimself.

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