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Chapter 11

           Theycouldnotbelieveitbecausetheyaloneknewwhattheirlifemeanttothem,andsotheyneitherunderstoodnorbelievedthatitcouldbetakenfromthem.

           AgainPierredidnotwishtolookandagainturnedaway;butagainthesoundasofafrightfulexplosionstruckhisear,andatthesamemomenthesawsmoke,blood,andthepale,scaredfacesoftheFrenchmenwhowereagaindoingsomethingbythepost,theirtremblinghandsimpedingoneanother.Pierre,breathingheavily,lookedaroundasifaskingwhatitmeant.Thesamequestionwasexpressedinallthelooksthatmethis.

           OnthefacesofalltheRussiansandoftheFrenchsoldiersandofficerswithoutexception,hereadthesamedismay,horror,andconflictthatwereinhisownheart.“Butwho,afterall,isdoingthis?TheyareallsufferingasIam.Whothenisit?Who?”flashedforaninstantthroughhismind.

           “Sharpshootersofthe86th,forward!”shoutedsomeone.Thefifthprisoner,theonenexttoPierre,wasledaway—alone.Pierredidnotunderstandthathewassaved,thatheandtheresthadbeenbroughtthereonlytowitnesstheexecution.Withever-growinghorror,andnosenseofjoyorrelief,hegazedatwhatwastakingplace.Thefifthmanwasthefactoryladintheloosecloak.ThemomenttheylaidhandsonhimhesprangasideinterrorandclutchedatPierre.(Pierreshudderedandshookhimselffree.)Theladwasunabletowalk.Theydraggedhimalong,holdinghimupunderthearms,andhescreamed.Whentheygothimtotheposthegrewquiet,asifhesuddenlyunderstoodsomething.

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