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"
Gently
,
gently
!
Ca
n't
you
do
it
more
gently
?
"
said
the
Emperor
apparently
suffering
more
than
the
dying
soldier
,
and
he
rode
away
.
Rostóv
saw
tears
filling
the
Emperor
's
eyes
and
heard
him
,
as
he
was
riding
away
,
say
to
Czartorýski
:
"
What
a
terrible
thing
war
is
:
what
a
terrible
thing
!
Quelle
terrible
chose
que
la
guerre
!
"
The
troops
of
the
vanguard
were
stationed
before
Wischau
,
within
sight
of
the
enemy
's
lines
,
which
all
day
long
had
yielded
ground
to
us
at
the
least
firing
.
The
Emperor
's
gratitude
was
announced
to
the
vanguard
,
rewards
were
promised
,
and
the
men
received
a
double
ration
of
vodka
.
The
campfires
crackled
and
the
soldiers
'
songs
resounded
even
more
merrily
than
on
the
previous
night
.
Denísov
celebrated
his
promotion
to
the
rank
of
major
,
and
Rostóv
,
who
had
already
drunk
enough
,
at
the
end
of
the
feast
proposed
the
Emperor
's
health
.
"
Not
'
our
Sovereign
,
the
Emperor
,
'
as
they
say
at
official
dinners
,
"
said
he
,
"
but
the
health
of
our
Sovereign
,
that
good
,
enchanting
,
and
great
man
!
Let
us
drink
to
his
health
and
to
the
certain
defeat
of
the
French
!
"
"
If
we
fought
before
,
"
he
said
,
"
not
letting
the
French
pass
,
as
at
Schön
Grabern
,
what
shall
we
not
do
now
when
he
is
at
the
front
?
We
will
all
die
for
him
gladly
!
Is
it
not
so
,
gentlemen
?
Perhaps
I
am
not
saying
it
right
,
I
have
drunk
a
good
deal
--
but
that
is
how
I
feel
,
and
so
do
you
too
!
To
the
health
of
Alexander
the
First
!
Hurrah
!
"
"
Hurrah
!
"
rang
the
enthusiastic
voices
of
the
officers
.
And
the
old
cavalry
captain
,
Kírsten
,
shouted
enthusiastically
and
no
less
sincerely
than
the
twenty-year-old
Rostóv
.
When
the
officers
had
emptied
and
smashed
their
glasses
,
Kírsten
filled
others
and
,
in
shirt
sleeves
and
breeches
,
went
glass
in
hand
to
the
soldiers
'
bonfires
and
with
his
long
gray
mustache
,
his
white
chest
showing
under
his
open
shirt
,
he
stood
in
a
majestic
pose
in
the
light
of
the
campfire
,
waving
his
uplifted
arm
.
"
Lads
!
here
's
to
our
Sovereign
,
the
Emperor
,
and
victory
over
our
enemies
!
Hurrah
!
"
he
exclaimed
in
his
dashing
,
old
,
hussar
's
baritone
.
The
hussars
crowded
round
and
responded
heartily
with
loud
shouts
.
