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Chapter 11

           Andeventhatruinedandbefouledhouse—whichindullweatherwasrepulsivelyugly—seemedquietlybeautifulnow,intheclear,motionlessbrilliance.

           AFrenchcorporal,withcoatunbuttonedinahomelyway,askullcaponhishead,andashortpipeinhismouth,camefrombehindacorneroftheshedandapproachedPierrewithafriendlywink.

           “Whatsunshine,MonsieurKiril!”(TheirnameforPierre.)“Eh?Justlikespring!”

           AndthecorporalleanedagainstthedoorandofferedPierrehispipe,thoughwheneverheoffereditPierrealwaysdeclinedit.

           “Tobeonthemarchinsuchweather...”hebegan.

           Pierreinquiredwhatwasbeingsaidaboutleaving,andthecorporaltoldhimthatnearlyallthetroopswerestartingandthereoughttobeanorderabouttheprisonersthatday.Sokolóv,oneofthesoldiersintheshedwithPierre,wasdying,andPierretoldthecorporalthatsomethingshouldbedoneabouthim.ThecorporalrepliedthatPierreneednotworryaboutthatastheyhadanambulanceandapermanenthospitalandarrangementswouldbemadeforthesick,andthatingeneraleverythingthatcouldhappenhadbeenforeseenbytheauthorities.

           “Besides,MonsieurKiril,youhaveonlytosayawordtothecaptain,youknow.Heisamanwhoneverforgetsanything.Speaktothecaptainwhenhemakeshisround,hewilldoanythingforyou.”

           (ThecaptainofwhomthecorporalspokeoftenhadlongchatswithPierreandshowedhimallsortsoffavors.)

           “‘Yousee,St.Thomas,’hesaidtometheotherday.‘MonsieurKirilisamanofeducation,whospeaksFrench.

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