Война и мир

Chapter 7

           

           “Don’tkickupthedust,youinfantry!”jestedanhussarwhoseprancinghorsehadsplashedmudoversomefootsoldiers.

           “I’dliketoputyouonatwodays’marchwithaknapsack!Yourfinecordswouldsoongetabitrubbed,”saidaninfantryman,wipingthemudoffhisfacewithhissleeve.“Perchedupthere,you’remorelikeabirdthanaman.”

           “Therenow,Zíkin,theyoughttoputyouonahorse.You’dlookfine,”saidacorporal,chaffingathinlittlesoldierwhobentundertheweightofhisknapsack.

           “Takeastickbetweenyourlegs,that’llsuityouforahorse!”thehussarshoutedback.

           

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