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Chapter 8

           Iliketoworkaccurately.Herenow—wouldn’toneofthesegentlemenliketorideovertotheFrenchcampwithme?Ihavebroughtaspareuniform.”

           “I,I...I’llgowithyou!”criedPétya.

           “There’snoneedforyoutogoatall,”saidDenísov,addressingDólokhov,“andasforhim,Iwon’tlethimgoonanyaccount.”

           “Ilikethat!”exclaimedPétya.“Whyshouldn’tIgo?”

           “Becauseit’suseless.”

           “Well,youmustexcuseme,because...because...Ishallgo,andthat’sall.You’lltakeme,won’tyou?”hesaid,turningtoDólokhov.

           “Whynot?”Dólokhovansweredabsently,scrutinizingthefaceoftheFrenchdrummerboy.“Haveyouhadthatyoungsterwithyoulong?”heaskedDenísov.

           “Hewastakentodaybutheknowsnothing.I’mkeepinghimwithme.”

           “Yes,andwheredoyouputtheothers?”inquiredDólokhov.

           “Where?Isendthemawayandtakeaweceiptforthem,”shoutedDenísov,suddenlyflushing.“AndIsayboldlythatIhavenotasingleman’slifeonmyconscience.Woulditbedifficultforyoutosendthirtyorthweehundwedmentotownunderescort,insteadofstaining—Ispeakbluntly—stainingthehonorofasoldier?”

           “Thatkindofamiabletalkwouldbesuitablefromthisyoungcountofsixteen,”saidDólokhovwithcoldirony,“butit’stimeforyoutodropit.”

           “Why,I’venotsaidanything!IonlysaythatI’llcertainlygowithyou,”saidPétyashyly.

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