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Chapter 5

           

           Pierre,withagentlesmileofpityandremorse,hisarmsandlegshelplesslyspreadout,stoodwithhisbroadchestdirectlyfacingDólokhovandlookedsorrowfullyathim.Denísov,Rostóv,andNesvítskiclosedtheireyes.AtthesameinstanttheyheardareportandDólokhov’sangrycry.

           “Missed!”shoutedDólokhov,andhelayhelplessly,facedownwardsonthesnow.

           Pierreclutchedhistemples,andturningroundwentintotheforest,tramplingthroughthedeepsnow,andmutteringincoherentwords:

           “Folly...folly!Death...lies...”herepeated,puckeringhisface.

           Nesvítskistoppedhimandtookhimhome.

           RostóvandDenísovdroveawaywiththewoundedDólokhov.

           Thelatterlaysilentinthesleighwithclosedeyesanddidnotanswerawordtothequestionsaddressedtohim.ButonenteringMoscowhesuddenlycametoand,liftinghisheadwithaneffort,tookRostóv,whowassittingbesidehim,bythehand.RostóvwasstruckbythetotallyalteredandunexpectedlyrapturousandtenderexpressiononDólokhov’sface.

           “Well?Howdoyoufeel?”heasked.

           “Bad!Butit’snotthat,myfriend—”saidDólokhovwithagaspingvoice.“Wherearewe?InMoscow,Iknow.Idon’tmatter,butIhavekilledher,killed...Shewon’tgetoverit!Shewon’tsurvive....”

           “Who?”askedRostóv.

           “Mymother!Mymother,myangel,myadoredangelmother,”andDólokhovpressedRostóv’shandandburstintotears.

           Whenhehadbecomealittlequieter,heexplainedtoRostóvthathewaslivingwithhismother,who,ifshesawhimdying,wouldnotsurviveit

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