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* Bridgehead.
* (2) That their fire gets into his eyes and he forgets that he ought to be firing at the enemy.
โIt may be treachery,โ said Prince Andrew, vividly imagining the gray overcoats, wounds, the smoke of gunpowder, the sounds of firing, and the glory that awaited him.
โNot that either. That puts the court in too bad a light,โ replied Bilรญbin. โItโs not treachery nor rascality nor stupidity: it is just as at Ulm... it is...โโhe seemed to be trying to find the right expression. โCโest... cโest du Mack. Nous sommes mackรฉs (It is... it is a bit of Mack. We are Macked),โ he concluded, feeling that he had produced a good epigram, a fresh one that would be repeated. His hitherto puckered brow became smooth as a sign of pleasure, and with a slight smile he began to examine his nails.
โWhere are you off to?โ he said suddenly to Prince Andrew who had risen and was going toward his room.
โI am going away.โ
โWhere to?โ
โTo the army.โ
โBut you meant to stay another two days?โ
โBut now I am off at once.โ
And Prince Andrew after giving directions about his departure went to his room.
โDo you know, mon cher,โ said Bilรญbin following him, โI have been thinking about you. Why are you going?โ
And in proof of the conclusiveness of his opinion all the wrinkles vanished from his face.
Prince Andrew looked inquiringly at him and gave no reply.
โWhy are you going? I know you think it your duty to gallop back to the army now that it is in danger. I understand that. Mon cher, it is heroism!โ
โNot at all,โ said Prince Andrew.
โBut as you are a philosopher, be a consistent one, look at the other side of the question and you will see that your duty, on the contrary, is to take care of yourself. Leave it to those who are no longer fit for anything else.... You have not been ordered to return and have not been dismissed from here; therefore, you can stay and go with us wherever our ill luck takes us. They say we are going to Olmรผtz, and Olmรผtz is a very decent town. You and I will travel comfortably in my calรจche.โ
โDo stop joking, Bilรญbin,โ cried Bolkรณnski.
โI am speaking sincerely as a friend! Consider! Where and why are you going, when you might remain here? You are faced by one of two things,โ and the skin over his left temple puckered, โeither you will not reach your regiment before peace is concluded, or you will share defeat and disgrace with Kutรบzovโs whole army.โ
And Bilรญbin unwrinkled his temple, feeling that the dilemma was insoluble.
โI cannot argue about it,โ replied Prince Andrew coldly, but he thought: โI am going to save the army.โ
โMy dear fellow, you are a hero!โ said Bilรญbin.
That same night, having taken leave of the Minister of War, Bolkรณnski set off to rejoin the army, not knowing where he would find it and fearing to be captured by the French on the way to Krems.
In Brรผnn everybody attached to the court was packing up, and the heavy baggage was already being dispatched to Olmรผtz. Near Hetzelsdorf Prince Andrew struck the high road along which the Russian army was moving with great haste and in the greatest disorder. The road was so obstructed with carts that it was impossible to get by in a carriage. Prince Andrew took a horse and a Cossack from a Cossack commander, and hungry and weary, making his way past the baggage wagons, rode in search of the commander in chief and of his own luggage. Very sinister reports of the position of the army reached him as he went along, and the appearance of the troops in their disorderly flight confirmed these rumors.
โCette armรฉe russe que lโor de lโAngleterre a transportรฉe des extrรฉmitรฉs de lโunivers, nous allons lui faire รฉprouver le mรชme sortโ(le sort de lโarmรฉe dโUlm).โ * He remembered these words in Bonaparteโs address to his army at the beginning of the campaign, and they awoke in him astonishment at the genius of his hero, a feeling of wounded pride, and a hope of glory. โAnd should there be nothing left but to die?โ he thought. โWell, if need be, I shall do it no worse than others.โ
* โThat Russian army which has been brought from the ends of the earth by English gold, we shall cause to share the same fateโ(the fate of the army at Ulm).โ
He looked with disdain at the endless confused mass of detachments, carts, guns, artillery, and again baggage wagons and vehicles of all kinds overtaking one another and blocking the muddy road, three and sometimes four abreast. From all sides, behind and before, as far as ear could reach, there were the rattle of wheels, the creaking of carts and gun carriages, the tramp of horses, the crack of whips, shouts, the urging of horses, and the swearing of soldiers, orderlies, and officers. All along the sides of the road fallen horses were to be seen, some flayed, some not, and broken-down carts beside which solitary soldiers sat waiting for something, and again soldiers straggling from their companies, crowds of whom set off to the neighboring villages, or returned from them dragging sheep, fowls, hay, and bulging sacks. At each ascent or descent of the road the crowds were yet denser and the din of shouting more incessant. Soldiers floundering knee-deep in mud pushed the guns and wagons themselves. Whips cracked, hoofs slipped, traces broke, and lungs were strained with shouting. The officers directing the march rode backward and
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