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Chapter 12

           

           “Gentlemen,thedispositionsfortomorrow—orratherfortoday,foritispastmidnight—cannotnowbealtered,”saidhe.“Youhaveheardthem,andweshallalldoourduty.Butbeforeabattle,thereisnothingmoreimportant...”hepaused,“thantohaveagoodsleep.”

           Hemovedasiftorise.Thegeneralsbowedandretired.Itwaspastmidnight.PrinceAndrewwentout.

           Thecouncilofwar,atwhichPrinceAndrewhadnotbeenabletoexpresshisopinionashehadhopedto,leftonhimavagueanduneasyimpression.WhetherDolgorúkovandWeyrother,orKutúzov,Langeron,andtheotherswhodidnotapproveoftheplanofattack,wereright—hedidnotknow.“ButwasitreallynotpossibleforKutúzovtostatehisviewsplainlytotheEmperor?Isitpossiblethatonaccountofcourtandpersonalconsiderationstensofthousandsoflives,andmylife,mylife,”hethought,“mustberisked?”

           “Yes,itisverylikelythatIshallbekilledtomorrow,”hethought.Andsuddenly,atthisthoughtofdeath,awholeseriesofmostdistant,mostintimate,memoriesroseinhisimagination:herememberedhislastpartingfromhisfatherandhiswife;herememberedthedayswhenhefirstlovedher.Hethoughtofherpregnancyandfeltsorryforherandforhimself,andinanervouslyemotionalandsoftenedmoodhewentoutofthehutinwhichhewasbilletedwithNesvítskiandbegantowalkupanddownbeforeit.

           Thenightwasfoggyandthroughthefogthemoonlightgleamedmysteriously.“Yes,tomorrow,tomorrow!”hethought.

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