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Of
the
artillery
baggage
train
which
had
consisted
of
a
hundred
and
twenty
wagons
,
not
more
than
sixty
now
remained
;
the
rest
had
been
captured
or
left
behind
.
Some
of
Junot
's
wagons
also
had
been
captured
or
abandoned
.
Three
wagons
had
been
raided
and
robbed
by
stragglers
from
Davout
's
corps
.
From
the
talk
of
the
Germans
Pierre
learned
that
a
larger
guard
had
been
allotted
to
that
baggage
train
than
to
the
prisoners
,
and
that
one
of
their
comrades
,
a
German
soldier
,
had
been
shot
by
the
marshal
's
own
order
because
a
silver
spoon
belonging
to
the
marshal
had
been
found
in
his
possession
.
The
group
of
prisoners
had
melted
away
most
of
all
.
Of
the
three
hundred
and
thirty
men
who
had
set
out
from
Moscow
fewer
than
a
hundred
now
remained
.
The
prisoners
were
more
burdensome
to
the
escort
than
even
the
cavalry
saddles
or
Junot
's
baggage
.
They
understood
that
the
saddles
and
Junot
's
spoon
might
be
of
some
use
,
but
that
cold
and
hungry
soldiers
should
have
to
stand
and
guard
equally
cold
and
hungry
Russians
who
froze
and
lagged
behind
on
the
road
(
in
which
case
the
order
was
to
shoot
them
)
was
not
merely
incomprehensible
but
revolting
.
And
the
escort
,
as
if
afraid
,
in
the
grievous
condition
they
themselves
were
in
,
of
giving
way
to
the
pity
they
felt
for
the
prisoners
and
so
rendering
their
own
plight
still
worse
,
treated
them
with
particular
moroseness
and
severity
.
At
Dorogobúzh
while
the
soldiers
of
the
convoy
,
after
locking
the
prisoners
in
a
stable
,
had
gone
off
to
pillage
their
own
stores
,
several
of
the
soldier
prisoners
tunneled
under
the
wall
and
ran
away
,
but
were
recaptured
by
the
French
and
shot
.
The
arrangement
adopted
when
they
started
,
that
the
officer
prisoners
should
be
kept
separate
from
the
rest
,
had
long
since
been
abandoned
.
All
who
could
walk
went
together
,
and
after
the
third
stage
Pierre
had
rejoined
Karatáev
and
the
gray-blue
bandy-legged
dog
that
had
chosen
Karatáev
for
its
master
.
On
the
third
day
after
leaving
Moscow
Karatáev
again
fell
ill
with
the
fever
he
had
suffered
from
in
the
hospital
in
Moscow
,
and
as
he
grew
gradually
weaker
Pierre
kept
away
from
him
.
Pierre
did
not
know
why
,
but
since
Karatáev
had
begun
to
grow
weaker
it
had
cost
him
an
effort
to
go
near
him
.
When
he
did
so
and
heard
the
subdued
moaning
with
which
Karatáev
generally
lay
down
at
the
halting
places
,
and
when
he
smelled
the
odor
emanating
from
him
which
was
now
stronger
than
before
,
Pierre
moved
farther
away
and
did
not
think
about
him
.
While
imprisoned
in
the
shed
Pierre
had
learned
not
with
his
intellect
but
with
his
whole
being
,
by
life
itself
,
that
man
is
created
for
happiness
,
that
happiness
is
within
him
,
in
the
satisfaction
of
simple
human
needs
,
and
that
all
unhappiness
arises
not
from
privation
but
from
superfluity
.
And
now
during
these
last
three
weeks
of
the
march
he
had
learned
still
another
new
,
consolatory
truth
--
that
nothing
in
this
world
is
terrible
.
He
had
learned
that
as
there
is
no
condition
in
which
man
can
be
happy
and
entirely
free
,
so
there
is
no
condition
in
which
he
need
be
unhappy
and
lack
freedom
.
He
learned
that
suffering
and
freedom
have
their
limits
and
that
those
limits
are
very
near
together
;
that
the
person
in
a
bed
of
roses
with
one
crumpled
petal
suffered
as
keenly
as
he
now
,
sleeping
on
the
bare
damp
earth
with
one
side
growing
chilled
while
the
other
was
warming
;
and
that
when
he
had
put
on
tight
dancing
shoes
he
had
suffered
just
as
he
did
now
when
he
walked
with
bare
feet
that
were
covered
with
sores
--
his
footgear
having
long
since
fallen
to
pieces
.
He
discovered
that
when
he
had
married
his
wife
--
of
his
own
free
will
as
it
had
seemed
to
him
--
he
had
been
no
more
free
than
now
when
they
locked
him
up
at
night
in
a
stable
.
Of
all
that
he
himself
subsequently
termed
his
sufferings
,
but
which
at
the
time
he
scarcely
felt
,
the
worst
was
the
state
of
his
bare
,
raw
,
and
scab-covered
feet
.
(
The
horseflesh
was
appetizing
and
nourishing
,
the
saltpeter
flavor
of
the
gunpowder
they
used
instead
of
salt
was
even
pleasant
;
there
was
no
great
cold
,
it
was
always
warm
walking
in
the
daytime
,
and
at
night
there
were
the
campfires
;
the
lice
that
devoured
him
warmed
his
body
.
)
The
one
thing
that
was
at
first
hard
to
bear
was
his
feet
.
After
the
second
day
's
march
Pierre
,
having
examined
his
feet
by
the
campfire
,
thought
it
would
be
impossible
to
walk
on
them
;
but
when
everybody
got
up
he
went
along
,
limping
,
and
,
when
he
had
warmed
up
,
walked
without
feeling
the
pain
,
though
at
night
his
feet
were
more
terrible
to
look
at
than
before
However
,
he
did
not
look
at
them
now
,
but
thought
of
other
things
.
Only
now
did
Pierre
realize
the
full
strength
of
life
in
man
and
the
saving
power
he
has
of
transferring
his
attention
from
one
thing
to
another
,
which
is
like
the
safety
valve
of
a
boiler
that
allows
superfluous
steam
to
blow
off
when
the
pressure
exceeds
a
certain
limit
.
