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Chapter 7

           Sofareverything’sallright,butIconfessIshouldmuchliketobeanadjutantandnotremainatthefront.”

           “Why?”

           “Becausewhenonceamanstartsonmilitaryservice,heshouldtrytomakeassuccessfulacareerofitaspossible.”

           “Oh,that’sit!”saidRostóv,evidentlythinkingofsomethingelse.

           Helookedintentlyandinquiringlyintohisfriend’seyes,evidentlytryinginvaintofindtheanswertosomequestion.

           OldGabrielbroughtinthewine.

           “Shouldn’twenowsendforBerg?”askedBorís.“Hewoulddrinkwithyou.Ican’t.”

           “Well,sendforhim...andhowdoyougetonwiththatGerman?”askedRostóv,withacontemptuoussmile.

           “Heisavery,verynice,honest,andpleasantfellow,”answeredBorís.

           AgainRostóvlookedintentlyintoBorís’eyesandsighed.Bergreturned,andoverthebottleofwineconversationbetweenthethreeofficersbecameanimated.TheGuardsmentoldRostóvoftheirmarchandhowtheyhadbeenmademuchofinRussia,Poland,andabroad.Theyspokeofthesayingsanddoingsoftheircommander,theGrandDuke,andtoldstoriesofhiskindnessandirascibility.Berg,asusual,keptsilentwhenthesubjectdidnotrelatetohimself,butinconnectionwiththestoriesoftheGrandDuke’squicktemperherelatedwithgustohowinGaliciahehadmanagedtodealwiththeGrandDukewhenthelattermadeatouroftheregimentsandwasannoyedattheirregularityofamovement.

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