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Chapter 11 IN THE MIDDLE of this new story Pierre was summoned to the governor. He went into Count Rastoptchins study. Rastoptchin, frowning, passed his hand across his forehead and eyes as Pierre entered. A short man was saying something, but as soon as Pierre walked in he stopped, and went out. Ah! greetings to you, valiant warrior, said Rastoptchin as soon as the other man had left the room. We have been hearing about your prouesses! But thats not the point. Mon cher, entre nous, are you a mason? said Count Rastoptchin in a severe tone, that suggested that it was a crime to be so, but that he intended to pardon it. Pierre did not speak. Mon cher, je suis bien informé; but I know that there are masons and masons, and I hope you dont belong to those among them who, by way of regenerating the human race, are trying to ruin Russia. Yes, I am a mason, answered Pierre. Well then, look here, my dear boy. You are not unaware, I dare say, of the fact that Speransky and Magnitsky have been sentto their proper placeand the same has been done with Klutcharyov and the others who, under the guise of building up the temple of Solomon, have been trying to destroy the temple of their fatherland. You may take it for granted there are good reasons for it, and that I could not have banished the director of the post-office here if he had not been a dangerous person. Now, it has reached my ears that you sent him your carriage to get out of the town, and that you have even taken charge of his papers. I like you, and wish you no harm, and as you are half my age, I advise you, as a father might, to break off all connection with people of that sort, and to get away from here yourself as quickly as you can. But what was Klutcharyovs crime? asked Pierre Thats my business; and its not yours to question me, cried Rastoptchin. If he is accused of having circulated Napoleons proclamation, the charge has not been proved, said Pierre, not looking at Rastoptchin. And Vereshtchagin Nous y voilà, Rastoptchin suddenly broke in, scowling and shouting louder than ever. Vereshtchagin is a traitor and a deceiver, who will receive the punishment he deserves, he said, with the vindictiveness with which people speak at the recollection of an affront. But I did not send for you to criticise my actions, but in order to give you advice or a command, if you will have it so. I beg you to break off all connection with Klutcharyov and his set, and to leave the town. And Ill knock the nonsense out of them, wherever I may find it. And, probably becoming conscious that he was taking a heated tone with Bezuhov, who was as yet guilty of no offence, he added, taking Pierres hand cordially: We are on the eve of a public disaster, and I havent time to say civil things to every one who has business with me. My head is at times in a perfect whirl. Well, what are you going to do, you personally? Oh, nothing, answered Pierre, with his eyes still downcast, and no change in the expression of his dreamy face The count frowned. Un conseil dami, mon cher. Decamp, and as soon as may be, thats my advice. A bon entendeur, salut! Good-bye, my dear boy. Oh, by the way, he called after him at the door, is it true the countess has fallen into the clutches of the holy fathers of the Society of Jesus? Pierre made no answer. He walked out from Rastoptchins room, scowling and wrathful as he had never been seen before. |
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