Война и мир

Chapter 3

           Theprinceagainwenttohisbureau,glancedintoit,fingeredhispapers,closedthebureauagain,andsatdownatthetabletowritetothegovernor.

           Itwasalreadylatewhenheroseaftersealingtheletter.Hewishedtosleep,butheknewhewouldnotbeabletoandthatmostdepressingthoughtscametohiminbed.SohecalledTíkhonandwentthroughtheroomswithhimtoshowhimwheretosetupthebedforthatnight.

           Hewentaboutlookingateverycorner.Everyplaceseemedunsatisfactory,butworstofallwashiscustomarycouchinthestudy.Thatcouchwasdreadfultohim,probablybecauseoftheoppressivethoughtshehadhadwhenlyingthere.Itwasunsatisfactoryeverywhere,butthecornerbehindthepianointhesittingroomwasbetterthanotherplaces:hehadneversleptthereyet.

           WiththehelpofafootmanTíkhonbroughtinthebedsteadandbeganputtingitup.

           “That’snotright!That’snotright!”criedtheprince,andhimselfpusheditafewinchesfromthecornerandthencloserinagain.

           “Well,atlastI’vefinished,nowI’llrest,”thoughttheprince,andletTíkhonundresshim.

           Frowningwithvexationattheeffortnecessarytodivesthimselfofhiscoatandtrousers,theprinceundressed,satdownheavilyonthebed,andappearedtobemeditatingashelookedcontemptuouslyathiswitheredyellowlegs.Hewasnotmeditating,butonlydeferringthemomentofmakingtheefforttoliftthoselegsupandturnoveronthebed.“Ugh,howharditis!Oh,thatthistoilmightendandyouwouldreleaseme!”thoughthe.

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