Chapter 14

           

           “Well,isshepretty?Ah,friend—mypinkoneisdelicious;hernameisDunyásha....”

           ButonglancingatRostóv’sfaceIlyínstoppedshort.Hesawthathisheroandcommanderwasfollowingquiteadifferenttrainofthought.

           RostóvglancedangrilyatIlyínandwithoutreplyingstrodeoffwithrapidstepstothevillage.

           “I’llshowthem;I’llgiveittothem,thebrigands!”saidhetohimself.

           Alpátychataglidingtrot,onlyjustmanagingnottorun,keptupwithhimwithdifficulty.

           “Whatdecisionhaveyoubeenpleasedtocometo?”saidhe.

           Rostóvstoppedand,clenchinghisfists,suddenlyandsternlyturnedonAlpátych.

           “Decision?Whatdecision?Olddotard!...”criedhe.“Whathaveyoubeenabout?Eh?Thepeasantsarerioting,andyoucan’tmanagethem?You’reatraitoryourself!Iknowyou.I’llflayyouallalive!...”Andasifafraidofwastinghisstoreofanger,heleftAlpátychandwentrapidlyforward.Alpátych,masteringhisoffendedfeelings,keptpacewithRostóvataglidinggaitandcontinuedtoimparthisviews.Hesaidthepeasantswereobdurateandthatatthepresentmomentitwouldbeimprudentto“overresist”themwithoutanarmedforce,andwoulditnotbebetterfirsttosendforthemilitary?

           “I’llgivethemarmedforce...I’ll‘overresist’them!”utteredRostóvmeaninglessly,breathlesswithirrationalanimalfuryandtheneedtoventit.

           Withoutconsideringwhathewoulddohemovedunconciouslywithquick,resolutestepstowardthecrowd.

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