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Pierre sat opposite Dolokhov and Nicholas Rostov. As usual, he

ate and drank much, and eagerly. But those who knew him

intimately noticed that some great change had come over him that

day. He was silent all through dinner and looked about, blinking

and scowling, or, with fixed eyes and a look of complete

absent-mindedness, kept rubbing the bridge of his nose. His face

was depressed and gloomy. He seemed to see and hear nothing of

what was going on around him and to be absorbed by some

depressing and unsolved problem.