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Chapter 20

           “AnyhowhisSereneHighnessknowsyouandwillreceiveyougraciously.That’swhatyoumustdo.”

           Thedoctorseemedtiredandinahurry.

           “Youthinkso?...Ah,Ialsowantedtoaskyouwhereourpositionisexactly?”saidPierre.

           “Theposition?”repeatedthedoctor.“Well,that’snotmyline.DrivepastTatárinova,alotofdiggingisgoingonthere.Goupthehillockandyou’llsee.”

           “Canoneseefromthere?...Ifyouwould...”

           Butthedoctorinterruptedhimandmovedtowardhisgig.

           “IwouldgowithyoubutonmyhonorI’muptohere”—andhepointedtohisthroat.“I’mgallopingtothecommanderofthecorps.Howdomattersstand?...Youknow,Count,there’llbeabattletomorrow.Outofanarmyofahundredthousandwemustexpectatleasttwentythousandwounded,andwehaven’tstretchers,orbunks,ordressers,ordoctorsenoughforsixthousand.Wehavetenthousandcarts,butweneedotherthingsaswell—wemustmanageasbestwecan!”

           Thestrangethoughtthatofthethousandsofmen,youngandold,whohadstaredwithmerrysurpriseathishat(perhapstheverymenhehadnoticed),twentythousandwereinevitablydoomedtowoundsanddeathamazedPierre.

           “Theymaydietomorrow;whyaretheythinkingofanythingbutdeath?”AndbysomelatentsequenceofthoughtthedescentoftheMozháyskhill,thecartswiththewounded,theringingbells,theslantingraysofthesun,andthesongsofthecavalrymenvividlyrecurredtohismind.

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