" Don't you understand, your excellency, my dear sir, that you must not defile through narrow village streets when we are marching against the enemy?" "I intended to re-form them beyond the village, your excellency," answered the general.
Kutuzov laughed bitterly.
"You'll make a fine thing of it, deploying in sight of the enemy! Very fine!" "The enemy is still far away, your excellency.
According to the dispositions..." "The dispositions!" exclaimed Kutuzov bitterly.
" Who told you that?... Kindly do as you are ordered.