ROSTOV'S SHARE in the duel between Dolohov and Bezuhov bad been hushed up by the efforts of the old count and instead of being degraded to the ranks, as Nikolay had expected, he had been appointed an adjutant to the governor of Moscow. In consequence of this, he could not go to the country with the rest of the family, but was kept by his new duties all the summer in Moscow. Dolohov recovered, and Rostov became particularly friendly with him during his convalescence. Dolohov lay ill in the house of his mother, who was tenderly and passionately devoted to him. Marya Ivanovna, who had taken a fancy to Rostov, seeing his attachment to her Fedya, often talked to him about her son.

“Yes, count, he is too noble, too pure-hearted,” she would say, “for the corrupt society of our day. Virtue is in favour with no one; it is apt to be a reproach to everybody. Come, tell me, count, was it right, was it honourable on Bezuhov's part? Fedya in his noble-hearted way loved him, and even now he never says a word against him. In Petersburg those pranks with the police constables, those practical jokes they played there, didn't they do everything together? And Bezuhov got nothing for it, while Fedya took all the blame on his shoulders. What he has had to go through! He has been reinstated, I know, but how could they help reinstating him? I don't suppose there were many such gallant, true sons of their fatherland out there! And now, what?—this duel! Is there any feeling, any honour left in men? Knowing he was the only son, to call him out and aim so straight at him! We may be thankful God has been merciful to us. And what was it all for? Why, who hasn't intrigues nowadays? Why, if he were so jealous—I can understand it—he ought to have let it be seen long before, you know, and it had been going on for a year. And then to call him out, reckoning on Fedya's not fighting him because he was indebted to him. What baseness! What vileness! I know you understand Fedya, my dear count, and that's why I love you, believe me, from my heart. Few do understand him. His is such a lofty, heavenly nature!”

Dolohov himself, during his convalescence, often said to Rostov things which could never have been expected from him.

“People think me a wicked man, I know,” he would say; “and they're welcome to think so. I don't care to know any one except those whom I love. But those I do love, I love in such a way that I would give my life for them, and all the rest I will crush if they get in my way. I have a precious and adored mother, and two or three friends, you among them; and as to the rest, I only pay attention to them in so far as they are useful or mischievous. And almost all are mischievous, especially the women. Yes, my dear,” he went on, “men I have met who were loving, noble, and lofty-minded. But women that were not cattle for sale—countesses and cooks, they're all alike—I have not come across yet. I have not yet met the angelic purity and devotion which I look for in woman. If I could find such a woman, I would give my life for her! But these creatures!…” He made a gesture of contempt. “But believe me, if I still care for life, I care for it because I still hope to meet such a heavenly creature, who would regenerate and purify and elevate me. But you don't understand that.”

“Yes, I quite understand,” answered Rostov, who was very much under the influence of his new friend.

In the autumn the Rostov family returned to Moscow. At the beginning of the winter Denisov too came back and stayed again with the Rostovs. The early part of the winter of 1806 spent by Nikolay Rostov in Moscow, was one of the happiest and liveliest periods for him and all the family. Nikolay brought a lot of young men about him into his parents' house. Vera was a handsome girl of twenty; Sonya, a girl of sixteen, with all the charm of an opening flower; Natasha, half grown up, half a child, at one time childishly absurd, and at another fascinating with the charm of a young girl.

The Rostovs' house was at that time full of a sort of peculiar atmosphere of love-making, as commonly happens in a household where there are very young and very charming girls. Among those young girls' faces, impressionable and always smiling (probably at their own happiness), in that whirl of eager bustle, amid that young feminine chatter, so inconsequent, but so friendly to every one, so ready for anything, so full of hope, and the inconsequent sound of singing and of music, any young man who came into the house felt the same sensation of readiness to fall in love and longing for happiness, that the younger members of the Rostov household were feeling themselves.

Among the young men Rostov brought to the house, one of the foremost was Dolohov, who was liked by every one in the house except Natasha. She almost had a quarrel with her brother over Dolohov. She persisted that he was a spiteful man; that in the duel with Bezuhov, Pierre had been in the right and Dolohov in the wrong, and that he was horrid and not natural.

“I know nothing about it, indeed,” Natasha would cry with self-willed obstinacy; “he's spiteful and heartless. Your Denisov now, you see, I like; he's a rake, and all that, but still I like him, so I do understand. I don't know how to tell you; with him everything is done on a plan, and I don't like that. Denisov, now…”

“Oh, Denisov's another matter,” answered Nikolay, in a tone that implied that in comparison with Dolohov even Denisov was not of much account. “One must understand what soul there is in that Dolohov; one must see him with his mother; such a noble heart!”

“I know nothing about that, but I don't feel at home with him. And do you know he's falling in love with Sonya?”

“What nonsense!”

“I am sure, you will see he is.”

Natasha's prediction was fulfilled. Dolohov, who did not as a rule care for ladies, began to come often to the house; and the question, for whose sake he came, was soon (though no one spoke of it) decided—it was on Sonya's account. And though Sonya would never have ventured to say so, she knew it, and blushed scarlet every time Dolohov made his appearance.

Dolohov often dined at the Rostovs', never missed a performance at which they were to be present, and attended Iogel's balls “for the boys and girls,” at which the Rostovs were always to be found. He showed marked attention to Sonya, and looked at her with such an expression in his eyes that Sonya could not bear his eyes on her without turning crimson, and even the old countess and Natasha blushed when they saw that look.

It was evident that this strong, strange man could not shake off the impression made on him by the dark, graceful young girl, who was in love with another man.

Rostov noticed something new between Dolohov and Sonya, but he did not define to himself precisely what that new attitude was. “They are all in love with some one,” he thought of Sonya and Natasha. But he did not feel quite at his ease as before with Sonya and Dolohov, and he began to be less often at home.

In the autumn of 1806 every one was beginning to talk again of war with Napoleon, and with even greater fervour than in the previous year. A levy was decreed, not only of ten recruits for active service, but of nine militiamen for the reserve as well, from every thousand of the population. Everywhere Bonaparte was anathematised, and the only thing talked of in Moscow was the impending war. To the Rostov family the interest of these preparations for war was entirely centered in the fact that Nikolushka refused to remain longer in Moscow, and was only waiting for the end of Denisov's leave to rejoin his regiment with him after the holidays. His approaching departure, far from hindering him from enjoying himself, gave an added zest to his pleasures. The greater part of his time he spent away from home, at dinners, parties, and balls.

罗斯托夫参与多洛霍夫和别祖霍夫决斗的事件，因为老伯爵尽了最大的努力，总算了结了。不像罗斯托夫预料的那样，他非但未被降级，反而被派至莫斯科总督名下当副官。因此他未能偕同全家人到农村里去，整个夏天只得留在莫斯科履行新职务。多洛霍夫的伤已经养好了，在他逐渐康复的时候，罗斯托夫和他特别要好。多洛霍夫在那个深情地、体贴入微地疼爱他的母亲身边卧床养伤。老太太玛丽亚·伊万诺夫娜鉴于罗斯托夫和费佳（费奥多尔的小名）要好，很喜欢罗斯托夫，她常常对他谈到儿子的事情。

“是啊，伯爵，对我们现在这个淫乱的世界来说，他的心灵太高尚、太纯洁了。”她说道，高尚的品德，谁也不喜欢，它会刺伤大家的眼睛。啊，伯爵，请您说说，别祖霍夫的行为对吗？正当吗？费佳的品质高尚，很喜爱他，从来都不会说他一句坏话。有人在彼得堡跟警察分局长胡闹，乱开心，岂不是他们一伙干的么？那又怎样呢，别祖霍夫无所谓，费佳却承担全部责任！要知道，他一人承担全部罪责啊！就算是恢复了原职吧，怎能不恢复原职呢？我以为像他这样的祖国的勇士和男儿，还不太多呢。现在干嘛要决斗？这些人是否有情感，是否有人格！分明知道他是个独生子，硬要挑起决斗，正好把他击中了！好在老天爷饶恕了我们。究竟是为什么呢？嘿，我们这个时代，谁不搞阴谋诡计啊？即使他的醋意很浓，也没有什么？我明白，先前他就得通通气，谁知道竟然拖上一年了。他要求决斗，也没有什么，却自以为费佳不会来吵架，因为他欠他的债。多么卑鄙啊！多么龌龊啊！我知道您了解费佳，亲爱的伯爵，所以我由衷地疼爱您，您相信我吧。很少有人了解他。这是个多么高尚的、纯洁的灵魂。”

在多洛霍夫逐渐康复时，他本人时常对罗斯托夫说些他决没法料到他会说的话。

“人家把我看成是凶恶的人，我是知道的，”他说，“就让他们自以为是吧。除开我所爱的人而外，我不愿意知道任何人，但是我爱着什么人，就会强烈地爱，以致于献出我的生命，而所有其他人只要拦住我的去路，我就会压死他们。我有个我所崇拜的、非常可贵的母亲、两三个朋友，其中包括你，而对其他人，只看他们对我有益或有害的程度而定。所有的人，特别是妇女，几乎都是对我有害的。是啊，我的心肝，”他继续说，“我碰到一些令人可爱的、光明正大的、崇高的男人，但是除开卖身的娼妓——无论是伯爵夫人，抑或是厨娘（横竖都一样）——我还没有遇见别的妇女。我还没有遇见我在妇女身上探寻的那种圣洁和忠诚的品质。假使我能够找到一个这样的女人，我愿意为她献出自己的生命。而这些女人！……”他做出轻蔑的手势。“你是否相信我，只要我还珍惜我的生命，那末我之所以珍惜它，只是因为我还希望遇见一个这样圣洁的生灵，她会使我变得光明正大、纯洁而高尚，使我重新振奋起来。可是你不明白这一点。”

“不，我十分明白。”罗斯托夫受到他的新朋友的影响，于是这样回答。

秋天，罗斯托夫一家人回到莫斯科。冬季之初杰尼索夫也回来了，他暂时住在罗斯托夫家中。这是尼古拉·罗斯托夫在莫斯科消度的一八○六年的初冬，这对他和全家人来说都是最幸福的、最愉快的。尼古拉把许多年轻人领到父母的住所。薇拉是一个二十岁的美丽的少女；索尼娅是个十六岁的姑娘，像一朵刚刚绽开的娇艳的鲜花。娜塔莎既是半个小姐，又是半个小姑娘，她时而像那儿童似的令人好笑，时而像那少女似的富有魅力。

这时候在罗斯托夫家中形成了一种特别亲热的气氛，正如那拥有很可爱和很年轻的姑娘的家中常有的气氛一样。前来罗斯托夫家的每个年轻人都望着这些年轻的十分敏感的不知为什么（也许是为自己的幸福）而露出笑容的少女的面孔，望着欢腾的奔忙，听着青年妇女的这些前后不相连贯的，但是大家听来，觉得亲热的，对一切乐于效劳而且满怀希望的窃窃私语，时而听见若断若续的歌声，时而听见若断若续的乐声，都体会到同样的情欲和对幸福期待的感觉，而这也正是罗斯托夫家里的年轻人自己体会到的感觉。

罗斯托夫领进家里来的年轻人之中头一批里头有个多洛霍夫，家里所有的人都喜欢他，只有娜塔莎不在其列。为了多洛霍夫的事情，她几乎要和哥哥争吵起来。她固执己见，认为他是个凶恶的人，至于他和别祖霍夫决斗一事，皮埃尔是对的，多洛霍夫有过错，认为他令人厌恶，装腔作势。

“我没有什么可了解的！”娜塔莎倔强而任性地喊道，“他是个凶狠的、没有感情的人。我倒喜欢你的杰尼索夫，他是个酒鬼，样样都来一手，不过我还是爱他，因此他的情况我是了解的。怎么对你说呢，我不在行，而他的一言一行却抱有特殊目的，这一点我不喜欢。杰尼索夫……”

“喏，杰尼索夫是另一回事，”尼古拉一边回答，一边要让人家感觉到，与多洛霍夫比较时，甚至连杰尼索夫也是微不足道的，“应当了解，这个多洛霍夫的灵魂是多么纯洁，应当看见他是怎样对待母亲的，这才是善良的心肠啊！”

“这一点我就不知道了，可是和他相处的时候，我感到不好意思。你是否知道，他已经爱上索尼娅？”

“这真是一派胡言……”

“我相信，你以后是会看出来的……”娜塔莎的预言应验了。这个不喜欢和女士社交的多洛霍夫开始时常走到家里来，他为了谁才到这里来的问题（虽然没有人提起这件事）很快就获得解答：他是为了索尼娅才常到这里来的。索尼娅虽然总不敢把这话儿说出来，但是她心里知道，所以每当多洛霍夫出现的时候，她就像一块鲜艳的红布一样，满脸绯红。

多洛霍夫常常在罗斯托夫家里吃午饭，从来不放过有罗斯托夫家里人观看的日场戏剧，常常出席在约格尔家里举办的adolescentes①舞会，罗斯托夫家里人也常常出席舞会。他多半是向索尼娅献献殷勤，两只眼睛盯着她，她不能经受他的目光，满面通红，不仅如此，就连老伯爵夫人和娜塔莎看见这种目光后也涨红了脸。

①法语：青少年。

显然，这个有点儿黧黑的、风采优美的、疼爱别人的小姑娘对这个强而有力的脾气古怪的男人产生了一种令他倾倒的影响。

罗斯托夫发现，多洛霍夫和索尼娅之间存在着某种新关系，但是他不能确定这是一种怎样的新关系。“她们在那儿不知道爱上什么人了”，他想到索尼娅和娜塔莎。但是他跟索尼娅和多洛霍夫在一块儿时没有从前那样自在了，他于是更少地待在家里。

自从一八○六年秋季以来，大家又谈到俄国和拿破仑交战的问题，谈论的气氛与旧年相比较更加热烈。不仅规定从千人中募集十名新兵，而且还要募集九名民兵。到处都在诅咒万恶的波拿巴。莫斯科市议论纷纷，所谈的只是即将爆发的战争。罗斯托夫一家人对准备战争表示关心，他们关心的只是一件事：尼古卢什卡无论如何也不会同意留在莫斯科，他只有等到杰尼索夫休假期满，欢度佳节之后和他一起回到兵团里去。行将启程这件事不仅没有妨碍他消遣作乐，反而激发了他的兴头。他在户外，宴会上、晚会上、舞会上消磨了大部分时光。