Things I want to do before I die.



Passing behind one of the lines of a regiment of Foot Guards he heard a voice calling him by name.

"Rostov!" "What?" he answered, not recognizing Boris.

"I say, we've been in the front line! Our regiment attacked!" said Boris with the happy smile seen on the faces of young men who have been under fire for the first time.

Rostov stopped.

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