Friday, January 25, 2019

Book 4 Part 3 Chapter 11 (Chapter 306 overall)

Chapter Summaries: Dole: The start. The signal. The attack. Petya killed. Denisof's sorrow. Pierre set free.
Briggs: In his impetuosity Petya is soon killed. Pierre is among the men rescued.
Pevear and Volokhonsky: The attack on the French. Petya ignores Dolokhov's warning and is killed. The French taken and the Russian prisoners freed. Pierre is among them.

Translation:

XI.
Fast at the half-mountain dismantled the horses, pulled up the girths and exposed the teams. Denisov stood at the guards, giving back the last orders. The infantry parties, slapping a hundred feet, passed forward by the road and fast hid between the woods in the predawn fog. The esaul ordered something to the Cossacks. Petya held his horse about, impatiently expecting orders to sit down. Washed in cold water, his face, in particular his eyes burned with fire, chills ran through his back and in all his body something fast and evenly trembled.

— Well, are you all ready? — said Denisov. — Come on horses.

The horses were given. Denisov was angered at a Cossack for that the girths were weak, and, scandalizing him, sat down. Petya took for the stirrup. The horse, by habit, wanted to bite him behind the leg, but Petya, not feeling his weight, quickly jumped up on the saddle and, looking back at the setting off back in the dark hussar, drove to Denisov.

— Vasiliy Fedorovich, do you instruct me in something? Please... for God... — he said. Denisov seemed to forget about the existence of Petya. He turned back to him.

— About one thing I beg you, — he said strictly: — Listen to me and nowhere butt in.

In all the time of transporting Denisov spoke not a word more with Petya and rode silently. When they pulled up to the edge of the forest, in the field it now noticeably had begun to brighten. Denisov talked something in a whisper with the esaul, and the Cossacks began to drive through past Petya and Denisov. When they all drove through, Denisov touched his horse and went under the mountain. Sitting down on the backside and sliding, the horses went down with their own riders in the hollow. Petya rode nearby with Denisov. The shiver in all his body all intensified. It became all lighter and lighter, only the fog hid distant items. Having moved downwards and looking back, Denisov nodded his head to a Cossack standing beside him.

— The signal! — he spoke. The Cossack raised his hand, rang out a shot. And in that same moment was heard the clattering ahead galloping of horses, shouting from different parties and more shots.

In that same moment as was heard the first sounds of the stomp and scream, Petya, stroking his horse and releasing the reins, not listening to Denisov screaming at him, galloped forward. To Petya it seemed that suddenly completely, as in the middle of the day, was the bright dawn in that moment as was heard the shot. He jumped up to the bridge. Ahead by the road galloped the Cossacks. On the bridge he faced with a straggler Cossack and galloped farther. Ahead were some people — these must be the French, running from the right part of the road to the left. One fell in the mud under the feet Petya’s horse.

In one hut crowded Cossacks, doing something. From the middle of the crowd was heard a terrible shout. Petya jumped up to this crowd and the first that he saw was a pale with a shaking lower jaw face of a Frenchman, holding on behind the staff of a directed at him spade.

— Hoorah!.. Guys... Ours... — screamed Petya and, giving the reins flamed up his horse, galloping forward by the street.

Ahead were heard shots. The Cossacks, hussars and Russian ragged captives, fleeing from both parties to the roads, all loudly and awkwardly shouted something. A youngish, without hat with a red frowned face, Frenchman in a blue greatcoat repulsed a bayonet from a hussar. When Petya jumped up, the Frenchman now fell. Again late, flashed in the head of Petya, and he galloped there, where from were heard frequent shots. The shots were heard in the courtyard of this lordly home which he was at last night with Dolohov. The French settled there behind a hedge in thick, overgrown bushes and the garden and fired by the Cossacks, crowded at the gate. Driving to the gate, Petya in the powder smoke saw Dolohov, with a pale, greenish face, screaming something at the people. "To the detour! Wait for the infantry!" he shouted at that time as Petya drove to him.

— Wait?.. Uraaaa!.. — shouted Petya and, not hesitating one minute, galloped to that place, from where were heard shots and where thicker was the gunpowder smoke. Was heard a volley, squealing empty and in something slapped bullets. The Cossacks and Dolohov jumped up following behind Petya at the gate of the home. The French were in the hesitant thick smoke, some threw weapons and ran out from the bushes towards the Cossacks, others ran under the mountain to the pond. Petya galloped on his horse along by the lordly court and, instead of so that to keep the reins, weirdly and fastly waved both hands and all farther and farther got lost from the saddles to one side. The horse, having come running in the smoldering in the morning light bonfire, rested, and Petya heavily fell on the wet land. The Cossacks saw how fast twitched his hands and legs, despite that his head did not stir. The bullet broke through his head.

Having talked with the senior French officer, who got out to him from behind the home with a handkerchief on a sword and declaring that they handed over, Dolohov tore from his horse and came up to the still, with outstretched hands, lying Petya.

— Ready, — he said frowning and went to the gate towards the traveling to him Denisov.

— Killed?! — cried out Denisov, seeing still from afar that familiar to him, undoubtedly lifeless position, in which lied the body of Petya.

— Ready, — repeated Dolohov, as if pronouncing these words delivered him pleasure, quickly going to the prisoners, which surrounded the dismounted Cossacks. — We will not take! — he shouted to Denisov.

Denisov did not respond; he drove to Petya, tore from his horse and with trembling hands turned to himself the soiled in blood and mud, now pale face of Petya.

"I am used to something sweet. Great raisins, take them all," he remembered. And the Cossacks with surprise looked around at the sounds, similar to a dog barking, from which Denisov quickly turned away, coming up to the wicker and grabbing behind it.

In the number of the repulsed by Denisov and Dolohov Russian captives was Pierre Bezuhov.

Time: see previous chapter
Mentioned: middle of the day

Locations: see previous chapter
Mentioned: French, Russian

Pevear and Volokhonsky Notes: As everyone gets ready, Petya asks for an assignment, but Denisov tells him just to listen and to not put himself in danger. Petya immediately does the opposite, rides out in front and towards the fire. Dolokhov yells at him to go around and wait. Petya rides forward and then falls off his horse with a bullet through his head. Dolokhov says he was "Finished" while Denisov cradles the body and makes a strange sound "similar to a dog's barking". The last sentence of the chapter reveals that one of the prisoners rescued was Pierre.

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 *):

Vasili Feodorovitch Denisof (and his Cossack)

The esaul (and his Cossacks)

Petya

Karabakh ("horse")

Dolokhof

Pierre Bezukhoi (among the Russian prisoners freed.)

(also the infantry detachment and the horses being brought out. Also the French in general, including one with his lower jaw trembling and a youthful one with a scowling face. Also hussars and the old French officer who surrendered.)

Abridged Versions: End of Chapter 12 in Bell.

Gibian: end of Chapter 2.

Fuller: See chapter 310

Komroff: Information that Pierre was one of the saved prisoners comes after the line break.

Kropotkin: Chapter is preserved. End of Chapter 6.

Simmons: some of the early description is cut. End of Chapter 2

Edmundson: Act 4 Scene 18: Platon's death scene is played out completely wordlessly.
Act 4 Scene 19: Andrei's death scene is played out completely wordlessly.
Act 4 Scene 20: Pierre sits around the fire and says that they cannot lock up his immortal soul.
Act 4 Scene 21: A short scene where Natasha and Sonya discuss where Andrei is now and Sonya tells her that she has written Nikolai and released him from their engagement. 
Act 4 Scene 22: A very brief scene with Dolohov telling Petya not to run forward. Pierre watches him killed and says his name. 

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