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"
Let
them
have
my
wardrobe
cart
,
"
said
the
countess
.
"
Dunyásha
can
go
with
me
in
the
carriage
.
"
They
unloaded
the
wardrobe
cart
and
sent
it
to
take
wounded
men
from
a
house
two
doors
off
.
The
whole
household
,
servants
included
,
was
bright
and
animated
.
Natásha
was
in
a
state
of
rapturous
excitement
such
as
she
had
not
known
for
a
long
time
.
"
What
could
we
fasten
this
onto
?
"
asked
the
servants
,
trying
to
fix
a
trunk
on
the
narrow
footboard
behind
a
carriage
.
"
We
must
keep
at
least
one
cart
.
"
"
What
's
in
it
?
"
asked
Natásha
.
"
The
count
's
books
.
"
"
Leave
it
,
Vasílich
will
put
it
away
.
It
's
not
wanted
.
"
The
phaeton
was
full
of
people
and
there
was
a
doubt
as
to
where
Count
Peter
could
sit
.
"
On
the
box
.
You
'll
sit
on
the
box
,
wo
n't
you
,
Pétya
?
"
cried
Natásha
.
Sónya
too
was
busy
all
this
time
,
but
the
aim
of
her
efforts
was
quite
different
from
Natásha
's
.
She
was
putting
away
the
things
that
had
to
be
left
behind
and
making
a
list
of
them
as
the
countess
wished
,
and
she
tried
to
get
as
much
taken
away
with
them
as
possible
.
Before
two
o'clock
in
the
afternoon
the
Rostóvs
'
four
carriages
,
packed
full
and
with
the
horses
harnessed
,
stood
at
the
front
door
.
One
by
one
the
carts
with
the
wounded
had
moved
out
of
the
yard
.
