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Oh
,
how
Rostóv
detested
at
that
moment
those
hands
with
their
short
reddish
fingers
and
hairy
wrists
,
which
held
him
in
their
power
...
The
ten
fell
to
him
.
"
You
owe
forty-three
thousand
,
Count
,
"
said
Dólokhov
,
and
stretching
himself
he
rose
from
the
table
.
"
One
does
get
tired
sitting
so
long
,
"
he
added
.
"
Yes
,
I
'm
tired
too
,
"
said
Rostóv
.
Dólokhov
cut
him
short
,
as
if
to
remind
him
that
it
was
not
for
him
to
jest
.
"
When
am
I
to
receive
the
money
,
Count
?
"
Rostóv
,
flushing
,
drew
Dólokhov
into
the
next
room
.
"
I
can
not
pay
it
all
immediately
.
Will
you
take
an
I.O.U.
?
"
he
said
.
"
I
say
,
Rostóv
,
"
said
Dólokhov
clearly
,
smiling
and
looking
Nicholas
straight
in
the
eyes
,
"
you
know
the
saying
,
'
Lucky
in
love
,
unlucky
at
cards
.
'
Your
cousin
is
in
love
with
you
,
I
know
.
"
"
Oh
,
it
's
terrible
to
feel
oneself
so
in
this
man
's
power
,
"
thought
Rostóv
.
He
knew
what
a
shock
he
would
inflict
on
his
father
and
mother
by
the
news
of
this
loss
,
he
knew
what
a
relief
it
would
be
to
escape
it
all
,
and
felt
that
Dólokhov
knew
that
he
could
save
him
from
all
this
shame
and
sorrow
,
but
wanted
now
to
play
with
him
as
a
cat
does
with
a
mouse
.
"
Your
cousin
...
"
Dólokhov
started
to
say
,
but
Nicholas
interrupted
him
.
