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Julie
was
preparing
to
leave
Moscow
next
day
and
was
giving
a
farewell
soiree
.
"
Bezúkhov
est
ridicule
,
but
he
is
so
kind
and
good-natured
.
What
pleasure
is
there
to
be
so
caustique
?
"
"
A
forfeit
!
"
cried
a
young
man
in
militia
uniform
whom
Julie
called
"
mon
chevalier
,
"
and
who
was
going
with
her
to
Nízhni
.
In
Julie
's
set
,
as
in
many
other
circles
in
Moscow
,
it
had
been
agreed
that
they
would
speak
nothing
but
Russian
and
that
those
who
made
a
slip
and
spoke
French
should
pay
fines
to
the
Committee
of
Voluntary
Contributions
.
"
Another
forfeit
for
a
Gallicism
,
"
said
a
Russian
writer
who
was
present
.
"'
What
pleasure
is
there
to
be
'
is
not
Russian
!
"
"
You
spare
no
one
,
"
continued
Julie
to
the
young
man
without
heeding
the
author
's
remark
.
"
For
caustique
--
I
am
guilty
and
will
pay
,
and
I
am
prepared
to
pay
again
for
the
pleasure
of
telling
you
the
truth
.
For
Gallicisms
I
wo
n't
be
responsible
,
"
she
remarked
,
turning
to
the
author
:
"
I
have
neither
the
money
nor
the
time
,
like
Prince
Galítsyn
,
to
engage
a
master
to
teach
me
Russian
!
"
"
Ah
,
here
he
is
!
"
she
added
.
"
Quand
on
...
No
,
no
,
"
she
said
to
the
militia
officer
,
"
you
wo
n't
catch
me
.
Speak
of
the
sun
and
you
see
its
rays
!
"
and
she
smiled
amiably
at
Pierre
.
"
We
were
just
talking
of
you
,
"
she
said
with
the
facility
in
lying
natural
to
a
society
woman
.
"
We
were
saying
that
your
regiment
would
be
sure
to
be
better
than
Mamónov
's
.
"
"
Oh
,
do
n't
talk
to
me
of
my
regiment
,
"
replied
Pierre
,
kissing
his
hostess
'
hand
and
taking
a
seat
beside
her
.
"
I
am
so
sick
of
it
.
"
