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"
Now
he
is
censured
and
accused
by
all
who
were
enthusiastic
about
him
a
month
ago
,
"
Prince
Andrew
was
saying
,
"
and
by
those
who
were
unable
to
understand
his
aims
.
To
judge
a
man
who
is
in
disfavor
and
to
throw
on
him
all
the
blame
of
other
men
's
mistakes
is
very
easy
,
but
I
maintain
that
if
anything
good
has
been
accomplished
in
this
reign
it
was
done
by
him
,
by
him
alone
.
"
He
paused
at
the
sight
of
Pierre
.
His
face
quivered
and
immediately
assumed
a
vindictive
expression
.
"
Posterity
will
do
him
justice
,
"
he
concluded
,
and
at
once
turned
to
Pierre
.
"
Well
,
how
are
you
?
Still
getting
stouter
?
"
he
said
with
animation
,
but
the
new
wrinkle
on
his
forehead
deepened
.
"
Yes
,
I
am
well
,
"
he
said
in
answer
to
Pierre
's
question
,
and
smiled
.
To
Pierre
that
smile
said
plainly
:
"
I
am
well
,
but
my
health
is
now
of
no
use
to
anyone
.
"
After
a
few
words
to
Pierre
about
the
awful
roads
from
the
Polish
frontier
,
about
people
he
had
met
in
Switzerland
who
knew
Pierre
,
and
about
M.
Dessalles
,
whom
he
had
brought
from
abroad
to
be
his
son
's
tutor
,
Prince
Andrew
again
joined
warmly
in
the
conversation
about
Speránski
which
was
still
going
on
between
the
two
old
men
.
"
If
there
were
treason
,
or
proofs
of
secret
relations
with
Napoleon
,
they
would
have
been
made
public
,
"
he
said
with
warmth
and
haste
.
"
I
do
not
,
and
never
did
,
like
Speránski
personally
,
but
I
like
justice
!
"
Pierre
now
recognized
in
his
friend
a
need
with
which
he
was
only
too
familiar
,
to
get
excited
and
to
have
arguments
about
extraneous
matters
in
order
to
stifle
thoughts
that
were
too
oppressive
and
too
intimate
.
When
Prince
Meshchérski
had
left
,
Prince
Andrew
took
Pierre
's
arm
and
asked
him
into
the
room
that
had
been
assigned
him
.
A
bed
had
been
made
up
there
,
and
some
open
portmanteaus
and
trunks
stood
about
.
Prince
Andrew
went
to
one
and
took
out
a
small
casket
,
from
which
he
drew
a
packet
wrapped
in
paper
.
He
did
it
all
silently
and
very
quickly
.
He
stood
up
and
coughed
.
His
face
was
gloomy
and
his
lips
compressed
.
"
Forgive
me
for
troubling
you
...
"
Pierre
saw
that
Prince
Andrew
was
going
to
speak
of
Natásha
,
and
his
broad
face
expressed
pity
and
sympathy
.
This
expression
irritated
Prince
Andrew
,
and
in
a
determined
,
ringing
,
and
unpleasant
tone
he
continued
:
