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"To the health of our Sovereign, the Emperor!" he cried, and at

the same moment his kindly eyes grew moist with tears of joy and

enthusiasm. The band immediately struck up "Conquest's joyful

thunder waken..." All rose and cried "Hurrah!" Bagration also

rose and shouted "Hurrah!" in exactly the same voice in which he

had shouted it on the field at Schon Grabern. Young Rostov's

ecstatic voice could be heard above the three hundred others. He

nearly wept. "To the health of our Sovereign, the Emperor!" he

roared, "Hurrah!" and emptying his glass at one gulp he dashed it

to the floor. Many followed his example, and the loud shouting

continued for a long time. When the voices subsided, the footmen

cleared away the broken glass and everybody sat down again,

smiling at the noise they had made and exchanging remarks.