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Chapter 29

           Thetunehewaswhistling,hisgait,andthegesturewithwhichhetwirledhismustache,allnowseemedoffensive.“Iwillgoawayimmediately.Iwon’tsayanotherwordtohim,”thoughtPierre.Hethoughtthis,butstillsatinthesameplace.Astrangefeelingofweaknesstiedhimtothespot;hewishedtogetupandgoaway,butcouldnotdoso.

           Thecaptain,ontheotherhand,seemedverycheerful.Hepacedupanddowntheroomtwice.Hiseyesshoneandhismustachetwitchedasifheweresmilingtohimselfatsomeamusingthought.

           “ThecolonelofthoseWürttembergersisdelightful,”hesuddenlysaid.“He’saGerman,butanicefellowallthesame....Buthe’saGerman.”HesatdownfacingPierre.“Bytheway,youknowGerman,then?”

           Pierrelookedathiminsilence.

           “WhatistheGermanfor‘shelter’?”

           “Shelter?”Pierrerepeated.“TheGermanforshelterisUnterkunft.”

           “Howdoyousayit?”thecaptainaskedquicklyanddoubtfully.

           “Unterkunft,”Pierrerepeated.

           “Onterkoff,”saidthecaptainandlookedatPierreforsomesecondswithlaughingeyes.“TheseGermansarefirst-ratefools,don’tyouthinkso,MonsieurPierre?”heconcluded.

           “Well,let’shaveanotherbottleofthisMoscowBordeaux,shallwe?Morelwillwarmusupanotherlittlebottle.Morel!”hecalledoutgaily.

           Morelbroughtcandlesandabottleofwine.ThecaptainlookedatPierrebythecandlelightandwasevidentlystruckbythetroubledexpressiononhiscompanion’sface.Ramballe,withgenuinedistressandsympathyinhisface,wentuptoPierreandbentoverhim.

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