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Chapter 13

           Therearemanystoriesofhisgettingtoknowanofficerinjustsuchachancewayandattachinghimtohimself!Whatifhegavemeaplacenearhim?Oh,howIwouldguardhim,howIwouldtellhimthetruth,howIwouldunmaskhisdeceivers!”Andinordertorealizevividlyhislovedevotiontothesovereign,RostóvpicturedtohimselfanenemyoradeceitfulGerman,whomhewouldnotonlykillwithpleasurebutwhomhewouldslapinthefacebeforetheEmperor.Suddenlyadistantshoutarousedhim.Hestartedandopenedhiseyes.

           “WhereamI?Ohyes,intheskirmishingline...passandwatchword—shaft,Olmütz.Whatanuisancethatoursquadronwillbeinreservetomorrow,”hethought.“I’llaskleavetogotothefront,thismaybemyonlychanceofseeingtheEmperor.Itwon’tbelongnowbeforeIamoffduty.I’lltakeanotherturnandwhenIgetbackI’llgotothegeneralandaskhim.”Hereadjustedhimselfinthesaddleandtoucheduphishorsetorideoncemoreroundhishussars.Itseemedtohimthatitwasgettinglighter.Tothelefthesawaslopingdescentlitup,andfacingitablackknollthatseemedassteepasawall.OnthisknolltherewasawhitepatchthatRostóvcouldnotatallmakeout:wasitagladeinthewoodlitupbythemoon,orsomeunmeltedsnow,orsomewhitehouses?Heeventhoughtsomethingmovedonthatwhitespot.“Iexpectit’ssnow...thatspot...aspot—unetache,”hethought.“Therenow...it’snotatache...Natásha...sister,blackeyes...Na...tasha...(Won’tshebesurprisedwhenItellherhowI’veseentheEmperor?)Natásha...

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