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You'll sit on the box, won't you, Petya?" cried Natasha. Sonya too was busy all this time, but the aim of her efforts was quite different from Natasha's. She was putting away the things that had to be left behind and making a list of them as the countess wished, and she tried to get as much taken away with them as possible. BK11|CH17 CHAPTER XVII Before two o'clock in the afternoon the Rostovs' four carriages, packed full and with the horses harnessed, stood at the front door.

The Brecon Forest Tramroad. by one the carts with the wounded had moved out of the yard. The caleche in which Prince Andrew was being taken attracted Sonya's attention as it passed the front porch. With the help of a maid she was arranging a seat for the countess in the huge high coach that stood The Brecon Forest Tramroad. the entrance.

"Whose caleche is that?" she inquired, leaning out of the carriage window. "Why, didn't you know, Miss?" replied the maid. "The wounded prince: he spent the night in our house and is going with us. " "But who is it. What's his name?" "It's our intended that was- Prince Bolkonski himself. They say he is dying," replied the maid with a sigh. Sonya jumped out of the coach and ran to the countess.

The countess, tired out and already dressed in shawl and bonnet for her journey, was pacing up and down the drawing room, waiting for the household to assemble for the usual silent prayer with closed doors before starting.

Natasha was not in the room. "Mamma," said Sonya, "Prince Andrew is here, mortally wounded. He is going with us. " The countess opened her eyes in The Brecon Forest Tramroad. and, seizing Sonya's arm, glanced around. "Natasha?" she murmured. At that moment this news had only one significance for both of them.

They knew their Natasha, and alarm as to what would happen if she heard this news stifled all sympathy for the man The Brecon Forest Tramroad. both liked.

"Natasha does not The Brecon Forest Tramroad. yet, but he is going with us," said Sonya. "You say he is dying?" Sonya nodded. The countess put her arms around Sonya and began to cry. "The ways of God are past finding out!" she thought, feeling that the Almighty Hand, hitherto unseen, was becoming manifest in all that was now taking place. "Well, Mamma. Everything is ready. What's the matter?" asked Natasha, as with The Brecon Forest Tramroad. face she ran into the room.

"Nothing," answered the countess. "If everything is ready let us start. " And the countess bent over her reticule to hide her agitated face.

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