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Well, what else do you want?..." "Come, that's right, Count!" cried the staff captain, turning round and clapping Rostov on the shoulder with his big hand.

"I tell you," shouted Denisov, "he's a fine fellow.

" "That's better, Count," said the staff captain, beginning to address Rostov by his title, as if in recognition of his confession.

" Go and apologize, your excellency.