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"
Well
then
,
go
,
go
,
go
...
"
said
Rostóv
,
and
refusing
supper
and
remaining
alone
in
the
little
room
,
he
walked
up
and
down
for
a
long
time
,
hearing
the
lighthearted
French
conversation
from
the
next
room
.
Rostóv
had
come
to
Tilsit
the
day
least
suitable
for
a
petition
on
Denísov
's
behalf
.
He
could
not
himself
go
to
the
general
in
attendance
as
he
was
in
mufti
and
had
come
to
Tilsit
without
permission
to
do
so
,
and
Borís
,
even
had
he
wished
to
,
could
not
have
done
so
on
the
following
day
.
On
that
day
,
June
27
,
the
preliminaries
of
peace
were
signed
.
The
Emperors
exchanged
decorations
:
Alexander
received
the
Cross
of
the
Legion
of
Honor
and
Napoleon
the
Order
of
St.
Andrew
of
the
First
Degree
,
and
a
dinner
had
been
arranged
for
the
evening
,
given
by
a
battalion
of
the
French
Guards
to
the
Preobrazhénsk
battalion
.
The
Emperors
were
to
be
present
at
that
banquet
.
Rostóv
felt
so
ill
at
ease
and
uncomfortable
with
Borís
that
,
when
the
latter
looked
in
after
supper
,
he
pretended
to
be
asleep
,
and
early
next
morning
went
away
,
avoiding
Borís
.
In
his
civilian
clothes
and
a
round
hat
,
he
wandered
about
the
town
,
staring
at
the
French
and
their
uniforms
and
at
the
streets
and
houses
where
the
Russian
and
French
Emperors
were
staying
.
In
a
square
he
saw
tables
being
set
up
and
preparations
made
for
the
dinner
;
he
saw
the
Russian
and
French
colors
draped
from
side
to
side
of
the
streets
,
with
huge
monograms
A
and
N
.
In
the
windows
of
the
houses
also
flags
and
bunting
were
displayed
.
"
Borís
does
n't
want
to
help
me
and
I
do
n't
want
to
ask
him
.
That
's
settled
,
"
thought
Nicholas
.
"
All
is
over
between
us
,
but
I
wo
n't
leave
here
without
having
done
all
I
can
for
Denísov
and
certainly
not
without
getting
his
letter
to
the
Emperor
.
The
Emperor
!
...
He
is
here
!
"
thought
Rostóv
,
who
had
unconsciously
returned
to
the
house
where
Alexander
lodged
.
Saddled
horses
were
standing
before
the
house
and
the
suite
were
assembling
,
evidently
preparing
for
the
Emperor
to
come
out
.
"
I
may
see
him
at
any
moment
,
"
thought
Rostóv
.
"
If
only
I
were
to
hand
the
letter
direct
to
him
and
tell
him
all
...
could
they
really
arrest
me
for
my
civilian
clothes
?
Surely
not
!
He
would
understand
on
whose
side
justice
lies
.
He
understands
everything
,
knows
everything
.
Who
can
be
more
just
,
more
magnanimous
than
he
?
And
even
if
they
did
arrest
me
for
being
here
,
what
would
it
matter
?
"
thought
he
,
looking
at
an
officer
who
was
entering
the
house
the
Emperor
occupied
.
"
After
all
,
people
do
go
in
...
It
's
all
nonsense
!
I
'll
go
in
and
hand
the
letter
to
the
Emperor
myself
so
much
the
worse
for
Drubetskóy
who
drives
me
to
it
!
"
And
suddenly
with
a
determination
he
himself
did
not
expect
,
Rostóv
felt
for
the
letter
in
his
pocket
and
went
straight
to
the
house
.
"
No
,
I
wo
n't
miss
my
opportunity
now
,
as
I
did
after
Austerlitz
,
"
he
thought
,
expecting
every
moment
to
meet
the
monarch
,
and
conscious
of
the
blood
that
rushed
to
his
heart
at
the
thought
.
"
I
will
fall
at
his
feet
and
beseech
him
.
He
will
lift
me
up
,
will
listen
,
and
will
even
thank
me
.
'
I
am
happy
when
I
can
do
good
,
but
to
remedy
injustice
is
the
greatest
happiness
,
"'
Rostóv
fancied
the
sovereign
saying
.
And
passing
people
who
looked
after
him
with
curiosity
,
he
entered
the
porch
of
the
Emperor
's
house
.
A
broad
staircase
led
straight
up
from
the
entry
,
and
to
the
right
he
saw
a
closed
door
.
Below
,
under
the
staircase
,
was
a
door
leading
to
the
lower
floor
.
