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المؤلف: Leo Tolstoy

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At the Olmutz review he had seemed more majestic; here he seemed
brighter and more energetic. He was slightly flushed after
galloping two miles, and reining in his horse he sighed restfully
and looked round at the faces of his suite, young and animated as
his own. Czartorýski, Novosiltsev, Prince Volkonsky, Strogonov,
and the others, all richly dressed gay young men on splendid,
well-groomed, fresh, only slightly heated horses, exchanging
remarks and smiling, had stopped behind the Emperor. The Emperor
Francis, a rosy, long faced young man, sat very erect on his
handsome black horse, looking about him in a leisurely and
preoccupied manner. He beckoned to one of his white adjutants and
asked some question-"Most likely he is asking at what o'clock
they started," thought Prince Andrew, watching his old
acquaintance with a smile he could not repress as he recalled his
reception at Brunn.

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