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第181章rostov’sshareintheduelbetweendolohovandbezuhovbadbeenhushedupbytheeffortsoftheoldcountandinsteadofbeingdegradedtotheranks,asnikolayhadexpected,hehadbeenappointedanadjutanttothegovernorofmoscow.inconsequenceofthis,hecouldnotgotothecountrywiththerestofthefamily,butwaskeptbyhisnewdutiesallthesummerinmoscow.dolohovrecovered,androstovbecameparticularlyfriendlywithhimduringhisconvalescence.dolohovlayillinthehouseofhismother,whowastenderlyandpassionatelydevotedtohim.maryaivanovna,whohadtakenafancytorostov,seeinghisattachmenttoherfedya,oftentalkedtohimaboutherson.

“yes,count,heistoonoble,toopure-hearted,”shewouldsay,“forthecorruptsocietyofourday.virtueisinfavourwithnoone;itisapttobeareproachtoeverybody.come,tellme,count,wasitright,wasithonourableonbezuhov’spart?fedyainhisnoble-heartedwaylovedhim,andevennowheneversaysawordagainsthim.inpetersburgthoseprankswiththepoliceconstables,thosepracticaljokestheyplayedthere,didn’ttheydoeverythingtogether?andbezuhovgotnothingforit,whilefedyatookalltheblameonhisshoulders.whathehashadtogothrough!hehasbeenreinstated,iknow,buthowcouldtheyhelpreinstatinghim?idon’tsupposethereweremanysuchgallant,truesonsoftheirfatherlandoutthere!andnow,what?—thisduel!isthereanyfeeling,anyhonourleftinmen?knowinghewastheonlyson,tocallhimoutandaimsostraightathim!wemaybethankfulgodhasbeenmercifultous.andwhatwasitallfor?why,whohasn’tintriguesnowadays?why,ifheweresojealous—icanunderstandit—heoughttohaveletitbeseenlongbefore,youknow,andithadbeengoingonforayear.andthentocallhimout,reckoningonfedya’snotfightinghimbecausehewasindebtedtohim.whatbaseness!whatvileness!iknowyouunderstandfedya,mydearcount,andthat’swhyiloveyou,believeme,frommyheart.fewdounderstandhim.hisissuchalofty,heavenlynature!”

dolohovhimself,duringhisconvalescence,oftensaidtorostovthingswhichcouldneverhavebeenexpectedfromhim.

“peoplethinkmeawickedman,iknow,”hewouldsay;“andthey’rewelcometothinkso.idon’tcaretoknowanyoneexceptthosewhomilove.butthoseidolove,iloveinsuchawaythatiwouldgivemylifeforthem,andalltherestiwillcrushiftheygetinmyway.ihaveapreciousandadoredmother,andtwoorthreefriends,youamongthem;andastotherest,ionlypayattentiontotheminsofarastheyareusefulormischievous.andalmostallaremischievous,especiallythewomen.yes,mydear,”hewenton,“menihavemetwhowereloving,noble,andlofty-minded.butwomenthatwerenotcattleforsale—countessesandcooks,they’reallalike—ihavenotcomeacrossyet.ihavenotyetmettheangelicpurityanddevotionwhichilookforinwoman.ificouldfindsuchawoman,iwouldgivemylifeforher!butthesecreatures!…”hemadeagestureofcontempt.“butbelieveme,ifistillcareforlife,icareforitbecauseistillhopetomeetsuchaheavenlycreature,whowouldregenerateandpurifyandelevateme.butyoudon’tunderstandthat.”

“yes,iquiteunderstand,”answeredrostov,whowasverymuchundertheinfluenceofhisnewfriend.

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