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Chapter 4

           Theroarofguns,thewhistlingofprojectiles,andthepiteousmoaningofthecook,whichroseabovetheothersounds,didnotceaseforamoment.Themistressrockedandhushedherbabyandwhenanyonecameintothecellaraskedinapatheticwhisperwhathadbecomeofherhusbandwhohadremainedinthestreet.Ashopmanwhoenteredtoldherthatherhusbandhadgonewithotherstothecathedral,whencetheywerefetchingthewonder-workingiconofSmolénsk.

           Towardduskthecannonadebegantosubside.Alpátychleftthecellarandstoppedinthedoorway.Theeveningskythathadbeensoclearwascloudedwithsmoke,throughwhich,highup,thesickleofthenewmoonshonestrangely.Nowthattheterribledinofthegunshadceasedahushseemedtoreignoverthetown,brokenonlybytherustleoffootsteps,themoaning,thedistantcries,andthecrackleoffireswhichseemedwidespreadeverywhere.Thecook’smoanshadnowsubsided.Ontwosidesblackcurlingcloudsofsmokeroseandspreadfromthefires.Throughthestreetssoldiersinvariousuniformswalkedorranconfusedlyindifferentdirectionslikeantsfromaruinedant-hill.SeveralofthemranintoFerapóntov’syardbeforeAlpátych’seyes.Alpátychwentouttothegate.Aretreatingregiment,throngingandhurrying,blockedthestreet.

           Noticinghim,anofficersaid:“Thetownisbeingabandoned.Getaway,getaway!”andthen,turningtothesoldiers,shouted:

           “I’llteachyoutorunintotheyards!”

           Alpátychwentbacktothehouse,calledthecoachman,andtoldhimtosetoff.

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