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Chapter 36

           

           “Canthisbedeath?”thoughtPrinceAndrew,lookingwithaquitenew,enviousglanceatthegrass,thewormwood,andthestreamletofsmokethatcurledupfromtherotatingblackball.“Icannot,Idonotwishtodie.Ilovelife—Ilovethisgrass,thisearth,thisair....”Hethoughtthis,andatthesametimerememberedthatpeoplewerelookingathim.

           “It’sshameful,sir!”hesaidtotheadjutant.“What...”

           Hedidnotfinishspeaking.Atoneandthesamemomentcamethesoundofanexplosion,awhistleofsplintersasfromabreakingwindowframe,asuffocatingsmellofpowder,andPrinceAndrewstartedtooneside,raisinghisarm,andfellonhischest.Severalofficersranuptohim.Fromtherightsideofhisabdomen,bloodwaswellingoutmakingalargestainonthegrass.

           Themilitiamenwithstretcherswhowerecalledupstoodbehindtheofficers.PrinceAndrewlayonhischestwithhisfaceinthegrass,breathingheavilyandnoisily.

           “Whatareyouwaitingfor?Comealong!”

           Thepeasantswentupandtookhimbyhisshouldersandlegs,buthemoanedpiteouslyand,exchanginglooks,theysethimdownagain.

           “Pickhimup,lifthim,it’sallthesame!”criedsomeone.

           Theyagaintookhimbytheshouldersandlaidhimonthestretcher.

           “Ah,God!MyGod!Whatisit?Thestomach?Thatmeansdeath!MyGod!”—voicesamongtheofficerswereheardsaying.

           “Itflewahair’sbreadthpastmyear,”saidtheadjutant.

           Thepeasants,adjustingthestretchertotheirshoulders,startedhurriedlyalongthepaththeyhadtroddendown,tothedressingstation.

           “Keepinstep!Ah...

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