Zherkov and the staff officer bent over their saddles and turned their horses away.

The accountant stopped, facing the Cossack, and examined him with attentive curiosity.

The Cossack was dead, but the horse still struggled.

Prince Bagration screwed up his eyes, looked round, and, seeing the cause of the confusion, turned away with indifference, as if to say, "Is it worth while noticing trifles?" He reined in his horse with the case of a skillful rider and, slightly bending over, disengaged his saber which had caught in his cloak.