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第130章onthe12thofnovember,kutuzov’sarmy,encampednearolmutz,waspreparingtobereviewedonthefollowingdaybythetwoemperors—therussianandtheaustrian.theguards,whohadonlyjustarrivedfromrussia,spentanightfifteenverstsfromolmutz,andatteno’clockthenextmorningwentstraighttobereviewedintheolmutzplain.

thatdaynikolayrostovhadreceivedanotefromborisinforminghimthattheismailovskyregimentwasquarteredforthenightfifteenverstsfromolmutz,andthathewantedtoseehimtogivehimaletterandsomemoney.themoneyrostovparticularlyneededjustnow,whenthetroopsafteractiveservicewerestationednearolmutz,andthecampswarmedwithwell-equippedcanteenkeepersandaustrianjews,offeringallkindsofattractions.thepavlogradhussarshadbeenkeepinguparoundofgaiety,fêtesinhonourofthepromotionsreceivedinthefield,andexcursionstoolmutztoacertaincarolinelahongroise,whohadrecentlyopenedarestauranttherewithgirlsaswaiters.rostovhadjustbeencelebratinghiscommissionasacornet;hehadboughtdenisov’shorsebedouin,too,andwasindebtallroundtohiscomradesandthecanteenkeepers.ongettingthenotefromboris,rostovrodeintoolmutzwithacomrade,dinedthere,drankabottleofwine,androdeonalonetotheguards’camptofindthecompanionofhischildhood.rostovhadnotyetgothisuniform.hewaswearingashabbyensign’sjacketwithaprivatesoldier’scross,equallyshabbyriding-trouserslinedwithwornleather,andanofficer’ssabrewithaswordknot.thehorsehewasridingwasofthedonbreed,boughtofacossackonthemarch.acrushedhussarcapwasstuckjauntilybackononesideofhishead.asherodeuptothecampoftheismailovskyregiment,hewasthinkingofhowhewouldimpressborisandallhiscomradesintheguardsbylookingsothoroughlyahussarwhohasbeenunderfireandrougheditatthefront.

theguardshadmadetheirmarchasthoughitwereapleasureexcursion,pridingthemselvesontheirsmartnessanddiscipline.theymovedbyshortstages,theirknapsackswerecarriedinthetransportons,andateveryhalttheaustriangovernmentprovidedtheofficerswithexcellentdinners.theregimentsmadetheirentryintotownsandtheirexitfromthemwithbandsplaying,and,accordingtothegrandduke’sorder,thewholemarchhad(apointonwhichtheguardspridedthemselves)beenperformedbythesoldiersinstep,theofficerstoowalkingintheirproperplaces.borishadthroughoutthemarchwalkedandstayedwithberg,whowasbythistimeacaptain.berg,whohadreceivedhiscompanyonthemarch,hadeededingainingtheconfidenceofhissuperiorofficersbyhisconscientiousnessandaccuracy,andhadestablishedhisfinancialpositiononaverysatisfactorybasis.borishadduringthesameperiodmadetheacquaintanceofmanypersonslikelytobeofusetohim,andbymeansofaletterofrecommendationbroughtfrompierre,hadmadetheacquaintanceofprinceandreybolkonsky,throughwhomhehadhopesofobtainingapostonthestaffofthecommander-in-chief.bergandboris,whohadrestedwellafterthepreviousday’smarch,weresittingsmartlyandneatlydressed,inthecleanquartersassignedthem,playingdraughtsataroundtable.bergwasholdingbetweenhiskneesasmokingpipe.boris,withhischaracteristicnicety,wasbuildingthedraughtsintoapyramidwithhisdelicate,whitefingers,whilehewaitedforbergtoplay.hewaswatchinghispartner’sface,obviouslythinkingofthegame,hisattentionconcentrated,asitalwayswas,onwhathewasengagedin.

“well,howareyougoingtogetoutofthat?”hesaid.

“iamgoingtotry,”answeredberg,touchingthepieces,andtakinghishandawayagain.

atthatinstantthedooropened.

“hereheisatlast!”shoutedrostov.“andbergtoo.ah,petisanfan,alleycoosheydormir!”hecried,repeatingthesayingoftheiroldnurse’sthathadoncebeenajokewithhimandboris.

“goodness,howchangedyouare!”borisgotuptogreetrostov,butasherose,hedidnotforgettoholdtheboard,andtoputbackthefallingpieces.hewasabouttoembracehisfriend,butnikolaydrewbackfromhim.withthatpeculiarlyyouthfulfeelingoffearingbeatentracks,ofwantingtoavoidimitation,toexpressone’sfeelingsinsomenewwayofone’sown,soastoescapetheformsoftenconventionallyusedbyone’selders,nikolaywantedtodosomethingstrikingonmeetinghisfriend.hewantedsomehowtogivehimapinch,togivebergashove,anythingratherthantokiss,aspeoplealwaysdidonsuchoccasions.boris,onthecontrary,embracedrostovinacomposedandfriendlymanner,andgavehimthreekisses.

itwasalmostsixmonthssincetheyhadseeneachother.andbeingatthestagewhenyoungmentaketheirfirststepsalongthepathoflife,eachfoundimmensechangesintheother,quitenewreflectionsofthedifferentsocietyinwhichtheyhadtakenthosefirststeps.bothhadchangedgreatlysincetheywerelasttogether,andbothwantedtoshowassoonaspossiblewhatachangehadtakenplace.

“ah,youdamnedfloorpolishers!smartandclean,asifyou’dbeenenjoyingyourselves;notlikeuspoordevilsatthefront,”saidrostov,withmartialer,andwithbaritonenotesinhisvoicethatwerenewtoboris.hepointedtohismud-stainedriding-breeches.thegermanwomanofthehousepoppedherheadoutofadooratrostov’sloudvoice.

“aprettywoman,eh?”saidhe,winking.

“whydoyoushoutso?youarefrighteningthem,”saidboris.“ididn’texpectyouto-day,”headded.“ionlysentthenoteofftoyouyesterday—throughanadjutantofkutuzov’s,who’safriendofmine—bolkonsky.ididn’texpecthewouldsendittoyousoquickly.well,howareyou?beenunderfirealready?”askedboris.

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