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Chapter 15

           Butthebleachedeyeball,thescar,andthefamiliarwearinessofhisexpressionwerestillthesame.HewaswearingthewhiteHorseGuard’scapandamilitaryovercoatwithawhiphangingoverhisshoulderbyathinstrap.Hesatheavilyandswayedlimplyonhisbrisklittlehorse.

           “Whew...whew...whew!”hewhistledjustaudiblyasherodeintotheyard.Hisfaceexpressedthereliefofrelaxedstrainfeltbyamanwhomeanstorestafteraceremony.Hedrewhisleftfootoutofthestirrupand,lurchingwithhiswholebodyandpuckeringhisfacewiththeeffort,raiseditwithdifficultyontothesaddle,leanedonhisknee,groaned,andslippeddownintothearmsoftheCossacksandadjutantswhostoodreadytoassisthim.

           Hepulledhimselftogether,lookedround,screwinguphiseyes,glancedatPrinceAndrew,and,evidentlynotrecognizinghim,movedwithhiswaddlinggaittotheporch.“Whew...whew...whew!”hewhistled,andagainglancedatPrinceAndrew.Asoftenoccurswitholdmen,itwasonlyaftersomesecondsthattheimpressionproducedbyPrinceAndrew’sfacelinkeditselfupwithKutúzov’sremembranceofhispersonality.

           “Ah,howdoyoudo,mydearprince?Howdoyoudo,mydearboy?Comealong...”saidhe,glancingwearilyround,andhesteppedontotheporchwhichcreakedunderhisweight.

           Heunbuttonedhiscoatandsatdownonabenchintheporch.

           “Andhow’syourfather?”

           “Ireceivednewsofhisdeath,yesterday,”repliedPrinceAndrewabruptly.

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