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At
that
moment
,
on
the
road
leading
from
the
big
house
,
two
women
and
a
man
in
a
white
hat
were
seen
coming
toward
the
officers
.
"
The
one
in
pink
is
mine
,
so
keep
off
!
"
said
Ilyín
on
seeing
Dunyásha
running
resolutely
toward
him
.
"
She
'll
be
ours
!
"
said
Lavrúshka
to
Ilyín
,
winking
.
"
What
do
you
want
,
my
pretty
?
"
said
Ilyín
with
a
smile
.
"
The
princess
ordered
me
to
ask
your
regiment
and
your
name
.
"
"
This
is
Count
Rostóv
,
squadron
commander
,
and
I
am
your
humble
servant
.
"
"
Co-o-om-pa-ny
!
"
roared
the
tipsy
peasant
with
a
beatific
smile
as
he
looked
at
Ilyín
talking
to
the
girl
.
Following
Dunyásha
,
Alpátych
advanced
to
Rostóv
,
having
bared
his
head
while
still
at
a
distance
.
"
May
I
make
bold
to
trouble
your
honor
?
"
said
he
respectfully
,
but
with
a
shade
of
contempt
for
the
youthfulness
of
this
officer
and
with
a
hand
thrust
into
his
bosom
.
"
My
mistress
,
daughter
of
General
in
Chief
Prince
Nicholas
Bolkónski
who
died
on
the
fifteenth
of
this
month
,
finding
herself
in
difficulties
owing
to
the
boorishness
of
these
people
"
--
he
pointed
to
the
peasants
--
"
asks
you
to
come
up
to
the
house
...
Wo
n't
you
,
please
,
ride
on
a
little
farther
,
"
said
Alpátych
with
a
melancholy
smile
,
"
as
it
is
not
convenient
in
the
presence
of
...
?
"
He
pointed
to
the
two
peasants
who
kept
as
close
to
him
as
horseflies
to
a
horse
.
"
Ah
!
...
Alpátych
...
Ah
,
Yákov
Alpátych
...
Grand
!
Forgive
us
for
Christ
's
sake
,
eh
?
"
said
the
peasants
,
smiling
joyfully
at
him
.
