Книга · War and Peace
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Автор: Leo Tolstoy
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As she became animated the prince looked at her more and more
sternly, and suddenly, as if he had studied her sufficiently and
had formed a definite idea of her, he turned away and addressed
Michael Ivanovich.
"Well, Michael Ivanovich, our Bonaparte will be having a bad time
of it. Prince Andrew" (he always spoke thus of his son) "has been
telling me what forces are being collected against him! While you
and I never thought much of him."
Michael Ivanovich did not at all know when "you and I" had said
such things about Bonaparte, but understanding that he was wanted
as a peg on which to hang the prince's favorite topic, he looked
inquiringly at the young prince, wondering what would follow.
"He is a great tactician!" said the prince to his son, pointing
to the architect.
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