Denisov smiled, took out of his sabretache a handkerchief that diffused a smell of perfume, and put it to Nesvitski's nose.

"Of course.

I'm going into action! I've shaved, bwushed my teeth, and scented myself.

" The imposing figure of Nesvitski followed by his Cossack, and the determination of Denisov who flourished his sword and shouted frantically, had such an effect that they managed to squeeze through to the farther side of the bridge and stopped the infantry.

Beside the bridge Nesvitski found the colonel to whom he had to deliver the order, and having done this he rode back.