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"Tomassov muttered wearily: 'What was the good of it? I did not wish to argue, so I only just mumbled: 'Ah, well! But the adjutant struck in unpleasantly: "'Why, it warmed the men a bit. It has made me warm. That's a good enough reason. But our Tomassov is so humane! And besides he has been in love with a French woman, and thick as thieves with a lot of Frenchmen, so he is sorry for them.
"Such was De Castel's disclosure; and though he had spoken in low tones Tomassov was stunned as by a great crash. "'Arrested, he murmured, desolately. "'Yes, and kept as a state prisoner with everybody belonging to him.... "The French officer seized Tomassov's arm above the elbow and pressed it hard.
"You must understand that unless they surrendered in large bodies we made no prisoners. What would have been the good? Our Cossacks either killed the stragglers or else let them alone, just as it happened. It came really to the same thing in the end. "Tomassov turned to me with a very troubled look. "'He sprang up from the ground somewhere as I was leaving the outpost, he said.
The cloak was not as white as snow. Nothing in the world is. It was white more like mist, with an aspect that was ghostly and martial to an extraordinary degree. It was as if Tomassov had got hold of the God of War himself. I could see at once that he was leading this resplendent vision by the arm. Then I saw that he was holding it up.
"His chin dropped on his breast. Tomassov addressed me in Russian. "'It is he, the man himself... I nodded and Tomassov went on in a tone of anguish: 'Yes, he! Brilliant, accomplished, envied by men, loved by that woman this horror this miserable thing that cannot die. Look at his eyes. It's terrible. "I did not look, but I understood what Tomassov meant. We could do nothing for him.
"I don't know whether he was jealous of Tomassov, but I suspect that he might have been a little annoyed at him as at a sort of walking absurdity of the sentimental order. But these men of the world are impenetrable, and outwardly he condescended to recognize Tomassov's existence even more distinctly than was strictly necessary.
The sentiment, however, was not uttered for the primitive Russian youth but for the exquisitely accomplished man of the world, De Castel. "Tomassov could not see the effect it produced because the French officer lowered his head and sat there contemplating his admirably polished boots. The lady whispered in a sympathetic tone: "'You have scruples?
Once or twice he had offered him some useful worldly advice with perfect tact and delicacy. Tomassov was completely conquered by that evidence of kindness under the cold polish of the best society. "Tomassov, introduced into the petit salon, found these two exquisite people sitting on a sofa together and had the feeling of having interrupted some special conversation.
"De Castel sitting down by the side of the lady murmured to her discreetly, 'There is not the slightest doubt that it's true, and they both turned their eyes to Tomassov. Roused thoroughly from his enchantment he became self-conscious; a feeling of shyness came over him. He sat smiling faintly at them.
"Our cavalry was on the extreme right wing of the army, and I must confess that we guarded it very badly. We had lost all sense of insecurity by this time; but still we did keep up a pretence of doing it in a way. Presently a trooper rode up leading a horse and Tomassov mounted stiffly and went off on a round of the outposts. Of the perfectly useless outposts.
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