War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy [861]
*600Well, one more bottle of this Muscovite Bordeaux, shall we? Morel, go and warm us up another little bottle. Morel!
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†601Well, so we’re sad…Have I upset you? No, really, have you got something against me?…Maybe to do with the situation?
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‡602Word of honor, not to speak of what I owe you, I feel friendship for you. Can I do something for you? I’m at your disposal. That is for life and for death. With my hand on my heart I say it to you.
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§603Ah! In that case I drink to our friendship!
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#604Yes, my friend, such are the caprices of fortune…Who would have said that I would be a soldier and a captain of dragoons in the service of Bonaparte, as we used to call him. And yet here I am in Moscow with him. I must tell you, my dear…that our name is one of the oldest in France.
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*605But all that is only the setting for life, the essence is love. Love! Isn’t it so, Monsieur Pierre?…Another glass.
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†606Oh, women, women!
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‡607The love of wagoners…the love of simpletons.
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§608The husbands eat sauerkraut and the young girls are too blonde.
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*609A Parisian woman at heart.
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†610I saved your life, I am saving your honor!
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‡611Well, now!
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*612Platonic love, clouds…
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*613No further.
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*614Well, what does this one want?
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†615A child in that house. Haven’t you seen a child?
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‡616Say, what’s this one singing about? Go take a walk.
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§617A child?…I heard something squealing in the garden. Maybe it’s this fellow’s kid. Got to be human, you see…
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#618Where is it? Where is it?
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**619This way! This way!…Wait, I’m coming down.
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††620Hurry up, the rest of you…it’s beginning to get hot.
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*621There’s your brat. Ah, a little girl, so much the better…Good-bye, my fat friend. Got to be human. We’re all mortal, you see.
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*622Leave that woman alone!
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†623Come on, no stupidities!
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‡624He has a dagger, Lieutenant.
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*625Ah, a weapon!
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†626All right, you can say all that at the court-martial…And you, do you speak French?
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‡627Bring the interpreter.
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§628He doesn’t look like a man of the people.
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#629Oh, oh! it has all the look of one of these incendiaries…Ask him what he is.
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**630I will not tell you who I am. I am your prisoner. Take me away.
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††631Let’s go!
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‡‡632What does this woman want?
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§§633What is she saying?…She’s bringing me my daughter whom I just saved from the flames.
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*634They say the poor countess is very ill. The doctor says it’s angina pectoris.
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†635Angina? Oh, that’s a terrible illness!
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‡636They say the rivals have become reconciled thanks to the angina…
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§637The old count is touching, they say. He wept like a child when the doctor told him it was a dangerous case.
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#638Oh, it would be a terrible loss. She’s a ravishing woman.
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**639You are speaking of the poor countess…I sent to learn her news. I’m told she’s doing a little better. Oh, unquestionably, she’s the most charming woman in the world…We belong to different camps, but that does not keep me from appreciating her as she deserves. She’s very unfortunate.
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*640Your information may be better than mine…But I know from good sources that this doctor is a very learned and very able man. He is the personal physician of the queen of Spain.
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†641I find it charming.
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‡642The emperor returns these Austrian standards…friendly standards gone astray, which he found off the road.
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§643The road to Warsaw, perhaps.
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*644What force! What style!
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†645You