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"
Thank
God
!
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
Yes
,
thank
God
!
"
he
repeated
,
listening
to
Pétya
's
rapturous
account
.
"
But
,
devil
take
you
,
I
have
n't
slept
because
of
you
!
Well
,
thank
God
.
Now
lie
down
.
We
can
still
get
a
nap
before
morning
.
"
"
But
...
no
,
"
said
Pétya
,
"
I
do
n't
want
to
sleep
yet
.
Besides
I
know
myself
,
if
I
fall
asleep
it
's
finished
.
And
then
I
am
used
to
not
sleeping
before
a
battle
.
"
He
sat
awhile
in
the
hut
joyfully
recalling
the
details
of
his
expedition
and
vividly
picturing
to
himself
what
would
happen
next
day
.
Then
,
noticing
that
Denísov
was
asleep
,
he
rose
and
went
out
of
doors
.
It
was
still
quite
dark
outside
.
The
rain
was
over
,
but
drops
were
still
falling
from
the
trees
.
Near
the
watchman
's
hut
the
black
shapes
of
the
Cossacks
'
shanties
and
of
horses
tethered
together
could
be
seen
.
Behind
the
hut
the
dark
shapes
of
the
two
wagons
with
their
horses
beside
them
were
discernible
,
and
in
the
hollow
the
dying
campfire
gleamed
red
.
Not
all
the
Cossacks
and
hussars
were
asleep
;
here
and
there
,
amid
the
sounds
of
falling
drops
and
the
munching
of
the
horses
near
by
,
could
be
heard
low
voices
which
seemed
to
be
whispering
.
Pétya
came
out
,
peered
into
the
darkness
,
and
went
up
to
the
wagons
.
Someone
was
snoring
under
them
,
and
around
them
stood
saddled
horses
munching
their
oats
.
In
the
dark
Pétya
recognized
his
own
horse
,
which
he
called
"
Karabákh
"
though
it
was
of
Ukranian
breed
,
and
went
up
to
it
.
"
Well
,
Karabákh
!
We
'll
do
some
service
tomorrow
,
"
said
he
,
sniffing
its
nostrils
and
kissing
it
.
"
Why
are
n't
you
asleep
,
sir
?
"
said
a
Cossack
who
was
sitting
under
a
wagon
.
"
No
,
ah
...
Likhachëv
--
is
n't
that
your
name
?
Do
you
know
I
have
only
just
come
back
!
We
've
been
into
the
French
camp
.
"
