Briggs: Kutuzov notices Pierre. Dolokhov wants Pierre to be reconciled.
Maude: Boris meets Pierre. Dolokhov makes his way to Kutuzov. Kutuzov notices Pierre. Dolokhov asks Pierre to be reconciled
Pevear and Volokhonsky: Pierre runs into Boris Drubetskoy. Discussions of the coming action Dolokhov and Kutuzov. Dolokhov asks Pierre's forgiveness. Pierre accompanies Bennigsen on a ride along the line.
Translation:
XXII.
Swaying from the crush encompassing him, Pierre looked around himself.
— Count, Petr Kirilych! How are you here? — said someone’s voice. Pierre turned back.
Boris Drubetskoy, cleaning with his hand his knees, which he dirtied (probably also applying to the icon), smilingly approached to Pierre. Boris was dressed elegantly, with a tint of campaign militancy. On him was a long frock coat and lash across his shoulder, so the same as Kutuzov.
Kutuzov between that came up to the village and sat down in the shadows of the nearest home on the bench, which brought one running Cossack, but another hastily covered it with a rug. A huge, brilliant suite surrounded the commander in chief.
The icon set off farther, accompanied by a crowd. Pierre at thirty steps from Kutuzov had stopped, talking with Boris.
Pierre explained his intention to participate in the battle and to explore the position.
— Here is how to do it, — said Boris. — I will treat you to the camp.667 Better only for you to see all from there where Count Bennigsen is. I will take you to his place. I will report to him. But if you want to go round the position, then go with us: we now go to the left flank. But then return and I beg you with mercy to spend the night and make up a party. Because you are familiar with Dmitry Sergeich? He here stands, — he pointed out to the third house at Gorky.
— Yet I would want to see the right flank; they say, it is very strong, — said Pierre. — I would want to drive through from the Moscow river and all the position.
— Well, this may be afterward, but the main is — the left flank...
— Yes, yes. But where is the regiment of Prince Bolkonsky, may you not indicate it to me? — asked Pierre.
— Andrey Nikolaevich? We will pass by, I will conduct you to him.
— What is the left flank? — asked Pierre.
— By the truth to you I say, between us,668, our left flank is in God knows which position, — said Boris, trustingly lowering his voice; — Count Bennigsen is really not that assumed. He assumed to reinforce that mound, really it is not so... but — Boris shook his shoulders. — The lordly did not want, or have spoken to him. Because... — and Boris did not finish talking, because of how at this time to Pierre came up Kaysarov, the adjutant of Kutuzov. — Ah! Paisiy Sergeich, — said Boris with a free smile, turning to Kaysarov. — But I am here trying to explain to the count the position. — It is surprising, how the lordly could so rightly guess the plans of the French!
— Are you about the left flank? — said Kaysarov.
— Yes, yes, it was. Our left flank is now very, very strong.
Despite that, how Kutuzov drove out all extra from the staff, Boris, after the change produced by Kutuzov, managed to hold on at the main apartment. Boris settled down to Count Bennigsen. Count Bennigsen, as all people at which Boris was found out, counted young Prince Drubetskoy an unappreciated human.
In the bosses of the army were two sharp, certain parties: the party of Kutuzov and the party of Bennigsen, the chief of staff. Boris was found out in this last party, and no one as he was able to pay slavish respect to Kutuzov, and give the feeling that the old man was bad, and that all the business underway was Bennigsen’s. Now had come the decisive minute of battle, which should destroy Kutuzov and deliver power to Bennigsen, or, if even Kutuzov should win the battle, was given the feeling that all was done by Bennigsen. In every case for tomorrow the day must be handed out large awards and put forward new people. And owing to this, Boris was found out in an annoyed revival all of this day.
Behind Kaysarov to Pierre still came up others of his acquaintances, and he had not had time to respond to the interrogations about Moscow, which they poured onto him, and did not have time to listen to stories which were made to him. On all faces expressed revitalization and anxiety. But to Pierre it seemed that the cause of excitement, expressed on some of these persons, lied more in questions of personal success, and in it did not come out of his head that another expression of excitement, which he saw on the other faces and which spoke about questions not of personal, but common questions of life and death. Kutuzov saw the figure of Pierre and the group gathered about him.
— Call him to me, — said Kutuzov. The adjutant delivered the wish of the lordly, and Pierre directed him to the bench. But still before he was to Kutuzov came up to him a private of the militia. This was Dolohov.
— How is this here? — asked Pierre.
— This is such a beast, everywhere he crawls through! — was the answer to Pierre. — Because he was demoted. Now he needs to break through. Some projects were given and in the chain of the enemy at night he climbed... but well done!...
Pierre, by removing his hat, respectfully bent down before Kutuzov.
— I decided that if I will report to your lordship, you may drive me away or say that you know that, how I report, and then I will not subside... — spoke Dolohov.
— So, so.
— But if I am right, that I bring favor to the homeland, for which I am ready to die.
— So... so...
— And if your lordships will need a person who would not pity their skins, then please remember about me... maybe, I will come in handy to your lordship.
— So... so... — repeated Kutuzov, laughing, his shrinking eye looking at Pierre.
At this time Boris, with his court dexterity, moved forward nearby with Pierre close to the superiors and with a very natural look and not loudly as would beginning a conversation, said to Pierre:
— Militias — those all put on a clean, white shirt, so that to prepare for death. What heroism, count!
Boris said this to Pierre obviously so that to be heard by the lordly. He knew that Kutuzov turned attention to these words, and really the lordly turned to him:
— What do you speak about the militia? — he said to Boris.
— They, your lordship, preparing for tomorrow, for death, put on a white shirt.
— Ah!... Wonderful, incomparable people, — said Kutuzov and, closing his eye, shook his head. — Incomparable people! — he repeated with a sigh.
— Want to smell gunpowder? — he said to Pierre. — Yes, an agreeable smell. I have the honor to be an adorer of your spouse, is she healthy? My halt to your services. — And, as this often is with old people, Kutuzov began to absent-mindedly look back, as if forgetting all that he needed to say or do.
Obviously remembering that what he sought, he lured to himself Andrey Sergeich Kaysarov, the brother of his adjutant.
— How, how, how is that poem of Marina, how is the poem, how? How in Gerakova was written: "I will be a corpus teacher..." say, say, — began talking Kutuzov, obviously going to laugh. Kaysarov read... Kutuzov, smiling, nodded his head in tact with the poem.
When Pierre walked away from Kutuzov, Dolohov, having moved to him, took him by his arm.
— Very glad to meet you here, count, — he said to him loudly and not embarrassed by the presence of strangers, with a special determination and solemnity. — On the eve of the day, on which God knows who of us is destined to stay alive, I am glad to have the occasion to say to you that I regret about those misunderstandings which were between us, and would desire so that you had nothing against me. I beg you to forgive me.
Pierre smilingly looked at Dolohov, not knowing what to say to him. Dolohov with tears protruding in his eyes, hugged and kissed Pierre.
Boris said something to his general, and Count Bennigsen turned to Pierre and proposed to go with himself together by the lines.
— This will be interesting for you, — he said.
— Yes, very interesting, — said Pierre.
In half an hour Kutuzov left to Tatarinov, and Bennigsen with the suite, in the number of which was Pierre, went by the lines.
667 Je vous ferai les honneurs du camp (I will do you the honors of the camp)
668 entre nous (between us)
Time: see previous chapter, half an hour later
Locations: see previous chapter
Mentioned: Moskva River, French, Moscow, Tatarinovo
Pevear and Volokhonsky Notes: Boris Drubetskoy appears and the description of his dress and uniform is matched by the description of Kutuzov's "immense, brilliant suite" surrounding him. Boris tells Pierre to go to where Bennigsen is so he can see everything. Pierre wants to see the left flank, but Boris keeps wanting to show him the right flank. Boris talks up Bennigsen's plan over Kutuzov's until Kutuzov's adjutant appears, in which he talks up Kutuzov's. Tolstoy then spends some time describing how Boris has managed to hang on to his position and the divide between the Bennigsen and Kutuzov camps.
"it seemed to Pierre that the cause of the agitation which showed on some of the faces lay mostly in questions of personal success, and he could not get out of his head those other expressions of agitation, which he had seen on other faces and which spoke of questions that were not personal but general, questions on life and death."
Dolokhov appears and speaks to Kutuzov in a way reminiscent of the way he speaks after the early battle in trying to get his rank back. The others speak to Pierre about getting "a whiff of powder", another call back to the early parts of the novel.
Most importantly for the development of the characters, Dolokhov approaches Pierre and ask for forgiveness. Pierre does not know what to say, but they embrace.
Characters (characters who do not appear, but are mentioned are placed in italics. First appearances are in Bold. First mentions are underlined. Final appearance denoted by *):
Pierre (called "Count Piotr Kiriluitch" by Boris.)
Prince Boris Drubetskoi
Kutuzof (Also "commander-in-chief" in Wiener and Dunnigan, though Dole, Maude, and Bell opt for just the pronoun him. Also "serene higness". Also a Cossack that brings out a bench for him.)
Count Benigsen
Dmitri Sergeyevitch (this may or may not be Dokhturof from Chapter 35. "Dmitri Sergyeich" in Wiener. "Dmitri Sergeich" in Dunnigan and Edmonds. "Dmitry Sergeitch" in Garnett. "Dmitri Sergeevich" in Maude and Mandelker. "Dmitriy Sergeich" in Briggs. "Dmitri Serguéiévitch" in Bell.)
Prince Andrei Nikolayevitch Bolkonsky (Garnett uses "Nikolaevitch" for the second name. "Nikolaevich" in Mandelker and Wiener. "Nikolayevich" in Dunnigan. Edmonds, Bell, and Briggs drop it.)
Paisi Sergeyitch Kaisarof (one of Kutuzof's adjutants. "Paisy Sergeich Kaisarov" in Dunnigan (with Garnett differing on just the second name with "Sergeitch", see above). Just "Kaysarov" in Maude, Briggs, and Mandelker.)
Dolokhof (described as "a private of militia".)
Helen (just "wife".)
Andrei Sergeyevitch Kaisarof (Paisi's brother. See above for spelling variations.)
Abridged Versions: The scanning of Dole on pages 212-213 has overlaps from previous pages that can make it difficult to read the top of the pages. No break in Bell.
Gibian: Chapter 22.
Fuller: The concentration on Boris, his argument about the flank and the difference between the Benigsen and Kutuzov camps is removed. The Dolokhov section is removed and there is no line break.
Komroff: The section where Pierre reflects on the interests of those asking him all the questions about Moscow is removed. The two Kaisarof adjutants are also removed, though we do keep the focus on Boris and the Bennigsen and Kutuzov camps. Followed by a line break.
Kropotkin: The sections of the divide between Kutuzof and Benigsen and the two Kaisarof adjutants are removed, as is the section where Pierre cannot answer the questions of those asking him about Moscow. Chapter 15 also ends a little early, with it ending on Dolokhof and Pierre embracing, cutting out Pierre following Benigsen, a plot point, as we'll see, that is cut completely.
Bromfield: Since we already have Pierre following Bennigsen and there is no need for the forgiveness of Dolokhov since Pierre had already been around him previously in this version, there really isn't a comparative chapter. Boris doesn't show up here.
Simmons: Chapter 22: chapter is basically preserved.
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