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They
all
plainly
and
certainly
knew
that
they
were
criminals
who
must
hide
the
traces
of
their
guilt
as
quickly
as
possible
.
Pierre
glanced
into
the
pit
and
saw
that
the
factory
lad
was
lying
with
his
knees
close
up
to
his
head
and
one
shoulder
higher
than
the
other
.
That
shoulder
rose
and
fell
rhythmically
and
convulsively
,
but
spadefuls
of
earth
were
already
being
thrown
over
the
whole
body
.
One
of
the
soldiers
,
evidently
suffering
,
shouted
gruffly
and
angrily
at
Pierre
to
go
back
.
But
Pierre
did
not
understand
him
and
remained
near
the
post
,
and
no
one
drove
him
away
.
When
the
pit
had
been
filled
up
a
command
was
given
.
Pierre
was
taken
back
to
his
place
,
and
the
rows
of
troops
on
both
sides
of
the
post
made
a
half
turn
and
went
past
it
at
a
measured
pace
.
The
twenty-four
sharpshooters
with
discharged
muskets
,
standing
in
the
center
of
the
circle
,
ran
back
to
their
places
as
the
companies
passed
by
.
Pierre
gazed
now
with
dazed
eyes
at
these
sharpshooters
who
ran
in
couples
out
of
the
circle
.
All
but
one
rejoined
their
companies
.
This
one
,
a
young
soldier
,
his
face
deadly
pale
,
his
shako
pushed
back
,
and
his
musket
resting
on
the
ground
,
still
stood
near
the
pit
at
the
spot
from
which
he
had
fired
.
He
swayed
like
a
drunken
man
,
taking
some
steps
forward
and
back
to
save
himself
from
falling
.
An
old
,
noncommissioned
officer
ran
out
of
the
ranks
and
taking
him
by
the
elbow
dragged
him
to
his
company
.
The
crowd
of
Russians
and
Frenchmen
began
to
disperse
.
They
all
went
away
silently
and
with
drooping
heads
"
That
will
teach
them
to
start
fires
,
"
said
one
of
the
Frenchmen
.
Pierre
glanced
round
at
the
speaker
and
saw
that
it
was
a
soldier
who
was
trying
to
find
some
relief
after
what
had
been
done
,
but
was
not
able
to
do
so
.
Without
finishing
what
he
had
begun
to
say
he
made
a
hopeless
movement
with
his
arm
and
went
away
.
After
the
execution
Pierre
was
separated
from
the
rest
of
the
prisoners
and
placed
alone
in
a
small
,
ruined
,
and
befouled
church
.
Toward
evening
a
noncommissioned
officer
entered
with
two
soldiers
and
told
him
that
he
had
been
pardoned
and
would
now
go
to
the
barracks
for
the
prisoners
of
war
.
Without
understanding
what
was
said
to
him
,
Pierre
got
up
and
went
with
the
soldiers
.
They
took
him
to
the
upper
end
of
the
field
,
where
there
were
some
sheds
built
of
charred
planks
,
beams
,
and
battens
,
and
led
him
into
one
of
them
.
In
the
darkness
some
twenty
different
men
surrounded
Pierre
.
He
looked
at
them
without
understanding
who
they
were
,
why
they
were
there
,
or
what
they
wanted
of
him
.
He
heard
what
they
said
,
but
did
not
understand
the
meaning
of
the
words
and
made
no
kind
of
deduction
from
or
application
of
them
.
He
replied
to
questions
they
put
to
him
,
but
did
not
consider
who
was
listening
to
his
replies
,
nor
how
they
would
understand
them
.
He
looked
at
their
faces
and
figures
,
but
they
all
seemed
to
him
equally
meaningless
.
From
the
moment
Pierre
had
witnessed
those
terrible
murders
committed
by
men
who
did
not
wish
to
commit
them
,
it
was
as
if
the
mainspring
of
his
life
,
on
which
everything
depended
and
which
made
everything
appear
alive
,
had
suddenly
been
wrenched
out
and
everything
had
collapsed
into
a
heap
of
meaningless
rubbish
.
Though
he
did
not
acknowledge
it
to
himself
,
his
faith
in
the
right
ordering
of
the
universe
,
in
humanity
,
in
his
own
soul
,
and
in
God
,
had
been
destroyed
.
He
had
experienced
this
before
,
but
never
so
strongly
as
now
.
When
similar
doubts
had
assailed
him
before
,
they
had
been
the
result
of
his
own
wrongdoing
,
and
at
the
bottom
of
his
heart
he
had
felt
that
relief
from
his
despair
and
from
those
doubts
was
to
be
found
within
himself
.
But
now
he
felt
that
the
universe
had
crumbled
before
his
eyes
and
only
meaningless
ruins
remained
,
and
this
not
by
any
fault
of
his
own
.
He
felt
that
it
was
not
in
his
power
to
regain
faith
in
the
meaning
of
life
.
