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"
Why
not
wash
?
That
is
not
cleanly
,
"
said
Prince
Andrew
;
"
on
the
contrary
one
must
try
to
make
one
's
life
as
pleasant
as
possible
.
I
'm
alive
,
that
is
not
my
fault
,
so
I
must
live
out
my
life
as
best
I
can
without
hurting
others
.
"
"
But
with
such
ideas
what
motive
have
you
for
living
?
One
would
sit
without
moving
,
undertaking
nothing
...
"
"
Life
as
it
is
leaves
one
no
peace
.
I
should
be
thankful
to
do
nothing
,
but
here
on
the
one
hand
the
local
nobility
have
done
me
the
honor
to
choose
me
to
be
their
marshal
;
it
was
all
I
could
do
to
get
out
of
it
.
They
could
not
understand
that
I
have
not
the
necessary
qualifications
for
it
--
the
kind
of
good-natured
,
fussy
shallowness
necessary
for
the
position
.
Then
there
's
this
house
,
which
must
be
built
in
order
to
have
a
nook
of
one
's
own
in
which
to
be
quiet
.
And
now
there
's
this
recruiting
.
"
"
Why
are
n't
you
serving
in
the
army
?
"
"
After
Austerlitz
!
"
said
Prince
Andrew
gloomily
.
"
No
,
thank
you
very
much
!
I
have
promised
myself
not
to
serve
again
in
the
active
Russian
army
.
And
I
wo
n't
--
not
even
if
Bonaparte
were
here
at
Smolénsk
threatening
Bald
Hills
--
even
then
I
would
n't
serve
in
the
Russian
army
!
Well
,
as
I
was
saying
,
"
he
continued
,
recovering
his
composure
,
"
now
there
's
this
recruiting
.
My
father
is
chief
in
command
of
the
Third
District
,
and
my
only
way
of
avoiding
active
service
is
to
serve
under
him
.
"
"
Then
you
are
serving
?
"
"
I
am
.
"
He
paused
a
little
while
.
"
And
why
do
you
serve
?
"
