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May 5, 2013 | Views: 116
In the middle of his exposition they heard the shouts of the army, mingling with music, and song, and apparently coming from detached groups scattered over a distance. From the village came cheers and the tramp of horses' hoofs. Himself is coming, shouted the Cossack, who stood at the window handles gate; he's coming! Bolkonsky and Denisov moved up to the gate, where there stood a knot of soldiers a guard of honour, and they saw Kutuzov coming down the street mounted on a low bay horse. An immense suite of generals followed him.
Barclay rode almost beside him; a crowd of officers was running behind and around them shouting hurrah! His adjutants galloped into the yard before him. Kutuzov impatiently kicked his horse, which ambled along slowly under his weight, and continually nodded his head and put his hand up to his white horse-guard's cap, with a red band and no peak. When he reached the guard of honour, a set of stalwart grenadiers, mostly cavalry men, saluting door handle
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