Война и мир

Chapter 16

           

           “Butallthesame?”

           “Ohnothing,onlyatrifle,”saidNatásha,smilingstillmorebrightly.“IonlywantedtotellyouaboutPétya:todaynursewascomingtotakehimfromme,andhelaughed,shuthiseyes,andclungtome.I’msurehethoughthewashiding.Awfullysweet!There,nowhe’scrying.Well,good-by!”andshelefttheroom.

           MeanwhiledownstairsinyoungNicholasBolkónski’sbedroomalittlelampwasburningasusual.(Theboywasafraidofthedarkandtheycouldnotcurehimofit.)DessallessleptproppeduponfourpillowsandhisRomannoseemittedsoundsofrhythmicsnoring.LittleNicholas,whohadjustwakedupinacoldperspiration,satupinbedandgazedbeforehimwithwide-openeyes.Hehadawakedfromaterribledream.HehaddreamedthatheandUnclePierre,wearinghelmetssuchasweredepictedinhisPlutarch,wereleadingahugearmy.ThearmywasmadeupofwhiteslantinglinesthatfilledtheairlikethecobwebsthatfloataboutinautumnandwhichDessallescalledlesfilsdelaVièrge.InfrontwasGlory,whichwassimilartothosethreadsbutratherthicker.HeandPierrewerebornealonglightlyandjoyously,nearerandnearertotheirgoal.Suddenlythethreadsthatmovedthembegantoslackenandbecomeentangledanditgrewdifficulttomove.AndUncleNicholasstoodbeforetheminasternandthreateningattitude.

           “Haveyoudonethis?”hesaid,pointingtosomebrokensealingwaxandpens.“Ilovedyou,butIhaveordersfromArakchéevandwillkillthefirstofyouwhomovesforward

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