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Chapter 15

           

           Suddenlyandsimultaneouslyacrowdofmemoriesawokeinhisfancy—ofthelookPlatónhadgivenhimashesatunderthetree,oftheshotheardfromthatspot,ofthedog’showl,oftheguiltyfacesofthetwoFrenchmenastheyranpasthim,oftheloweredandsmokinggun,andofKaratáev’sabsenceatthishalt—andhewasonthepointofrealizingthatKaratáevhadbeenkilled,butjustatthatinstant,heknewnotwhy,therecollectioncametohismindofasummereveninghehadspentwithabeautifulPolishladyontheverandaofhishouseinKiev.Andwithoutlinkinguptheeventsofthedayordrawingaconclusionfromthem,Pierreclosedhiseyes,seeingavisionofthecountryinsummertimemingledwithmemoriesofbathingandoftheliquid,vibratingglobe,andhesankintowatersothatitclosedoverhishead.

           Beforesunrisehewasawakenedbyshoutsandloudandrapidfiring.Frenchsoldierswererunningpasthim.

           “TheCossacks!”oneofthemshouted,andamomentlateracrowdofRussianssurroundedPierre.

           Foralongtimehecouldnotunderstandwhatwashappeningtohim.Allaroundheheardhiscomradessobbingwithjoy.

           “Brothers!Dearfellows!Darlings!”oldsoldiersexclaimed,weeping,astheyembracedCossacksandhussars.

           ThehussarsandCossackscrowdedroundtheprisoners;oneofferedthemclothes,anotherboots,andathirdbread.Pierresobbedashesatamongthemandcouldnotutteraword.Hehuggedthefirstsoldierwhoapproachedhim,andkissedhim,weeping.

           Dólokhovstoodatthegateoftheruinedhouse,lettingacrowdofdisarmedFrenchmenpassby

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