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The hussars crowded round and responded heartily with loud

shouts.

Late that night, when all had separated, Denisov with his short

hand patted his favorite, Rostov, on the shoulder.

"As there's no one to fall in love with on campaign, he's fallen

in love with the Tsar," he said.

"Denisov, don't make fun of it!" cried Rostov. "It is such a

lofty, beautiful feeling, such a..."

"I believe it, I believe it, fwiend, and I share and appwove..."

"No, you don't understand!"