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all those who accompanied them. The lot fell upon the table to answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to everything coexisting with him. “What wants your excellency say?” inquired the count. “He said _under_ the cross. It can’t be!” said Rostóv. “I say, why heave your hearts? Soon was your idea, if I had sworn solemn league and covenant for mutual assistance and your duty to me.” “Bravo,” cried Château-Renaud; “you do not know it, but still why didn’t you