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"You see, my dear fellow, I have been thinking about you," said

Prince Andrew when they had gone into the large room where the

clavichord was. "It's no use your going to the commander in

chief. He would say a lot of pleasant things, ask you to dinner"

("That would not be bad as regards the unwritten code," thought

Boris), "but nothing more would come of it. There will soon be a

battalion of us aides-de-camp and adjutants! But this is what

we'll do: I have a good friend, an adjutant general and an

excellent fellow, Prince Dolgorukov; and though you may not know

it, the fact is that now Kutuzov with his staff and all of us

count for nothing. Everything is now centered round the Emperor.

So we will go to Dolgorukov; I have to go there anyhow and I have

already spoken to him about you. We shall see whether he cannot

attach you to himself or find a place for you somewhere nearer

the sun."