"What are you about?" shouted Rostov, looking at him in an ecstasy of exasperation.

" Don't you hear it's His Majesty the Emperor's health?" Pierre sighed, rose submissively, emptied his glass, and, waiting till all were seated again, turned with his kindly smile to Rostov.

"Why, I didn't recognize you!" he said.

But Rostov was otherwise engaged; he was shouting "Hurrah!" "Why don't you renew the acquaintance?" said Dolokhov to Rostov.

"Confound him, he's a fool!" said Rostov.