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"
But
how
could
one
say
that
in
Russian
?
"
When
Pierre
returned
home
he
was
handed
two
of
Rostopchín
's
broadsheets
that
had
been
brought
that
day
.
The
first
declared
that
the
report
that
Count
Rostopchín
had
forbidden
people
to
leave
Moscow
was
false
;
on
the
contrary
he
was
glad
that
ladies
and
tradesmen
's
wives
were
leaving
the
city
.
"
There
will
be
less
panic
and
less
gossip
,
"
ran
the
broadsheet
"
but
I
will
stake
my
life
on
it
that
that
scoundrel
will
not
enter
Moscow
.
"
These
words
showed
Pierre
clearly
for
the
first
time
that
the
French
would
enter
Moscow
.
The
second
broadsheet
stated
that
our
headquarters
were
at
Vyázma
,
that
Count
Wittgenstein
had
defeated
the
French
,
but
that
as
many
of
the
inhabitants
of
Moscow
wished
to
be
armed
,
weapons
were
ready
for
them
at
the
arsenal
:
sabers
,
pistols
,
and
muskets
which
could
be
had
at
a
low
price
.
The
tone
of
the
proclamation
was
not
as
jocose
as
in
the
former
Chigírin
talks
.
Pierre
pondered
over
these
broadsheets
.
Evidently
the
terrible
stormcloud
he
had
desired
with
the
whole
strength
of
his
soul
but
which
yet
aroused
involuntary
horror
in
him
was
drawing
near
.
"
Shall
I
join
the
army
and
enter
the
service
,
or
wait
?
"
he
asked
himself
for
the
hundredth
time
.
He
took
a
pack
of
cards
that
lay
on
the
table
and
began
to
lay
them
out
for
a
game
of
patience
.
"
If
this
patience
comes
out
,
"
he
said
to
himself
after
shuffling
the
cards
,
holding
them
in
his
hand
,
and
lifting
his
head
,
"
if
it
comes
out
,
it
means
...
what
does
it
mean
?
"
He
had
not
decided
what
it
should
mean
when
he
heard
the
voice
of
the
eldest
princess
at
the
door
asking
whether
she
might
come
in
.
"
Then
it
will
mean
that
I
must
go
to
the
army
,
"
said
Pierre
to
himself
.
"
Come
in
,
come
in
!
"
he
added
to
the
princess
.
Only
the
eldest
princess
,
the
one
with
the
stony
face
and
long
waist
,
was
still
living
in
Pierre
's
house
.
The
two
younger
ones
had
both
married
.
"
Excuse
my
coming
to
you
,
cousin
,
"
she
said
in
a
reproachful
and
agitated
voice
.
"
You
know
some
decision
must
be
come
to
.
What
is
going
to
happen
?
Everyone
has
left
Moscow
and
the
people
are
rioting
.
How
is
it
that
we
are
staying
on
?
"
"
On
the
contrary
,
things
seem
satisfactory
,
ma
cousine
,
"
said
Pierre
in
the
bantering
tone
he
habitually
adopted
toward
her
,
always
feeling
uncomfortable
in
the
role
of
her
benefactor
.
