War And Peace

her charmante soirée, the

was dreamy. He stood up, and picking up a three-cornered hat with the plume of a general in it instead of his own, he kept hold of it, pulling the feathers till the general asked him to restore it. But all his dreaminess and his inability to ente

I hope too you will change your o

and every one else instinctively felt this. Prince Andrey had gone out into the hall and turning his shoulders to the footman who was ready to put his cloak on him, he listened indifferently to his wife

little princess, saying good-bye to Anna Pavlo

Liza about the match she was planning between Ana

ertone; "you write to her and tell me how the father will vi

and, bending his face down close to her, beg

alking, and listened to their French prattle, incomprehensible to them, with faces that seemed to say that they unde

Prince Ippolit was saying: "such a bore....A deli

ered the little princess, twitching up her downy

ng him aside as he did so, he began putting it on the little princess. Either from awkwardness or intentionally-no one could have said

rned round and glanced at her husband. Prince And

e asked his wife,

e hung down to his heels, and stumbling over it, ran out on to the ste

he shouted, his tongue

s of the carriage; her husband was arranging his sabre; Prince I

Russian drily and disagreeably to Pri

the same voice called in

rince Ippolit gave vent to a short, jerky guffaw, as he stood on t

ood-looking," said the vicomte, as he sat in the carriage with Ippolit.

norted an

t way of yours," pursued the vicomte. "I am sorry for the poor husban

n, and in the middle

es were not equal to the French lad

ay down on the sofa, as his habit was, and taking up the first book he came upon in the shelf (

e quite ill now," Prince Andrey said, as he ca

he sofa creaked, turned his eager face to Pri

ut it....To my thinking, perpetual peace is possible, but I don't kno

sly not interested in th

, have you settled on anything at last? Are you going into the cavalry

sofa with his legs

I still don't know.

something; you know your

d to the young man: "Now you go to Petersburg, look about you and make your choice. I agree to anything. Here is a letter to Prince Vassily and here is money. Write and tell me everything; I will

," he said, meaning the abb

him up again; "we'd better talk of serious

t Napoleon. If it were a war for freedom, I could have understood it, I would have been the first to go

t answer such absurdities. But in reality it was hard to find any answer to this na?ve question other than the

hing that would be

ery likely it would be a good thing

u going to the war

s, I'm going..." he stopped. "I'm going because th