Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



"Courage, courage, my friend! He has asked to see you.

That is well!" and he turned to go.

But Pierre thought it necessary to ask: "How is..." and hesitated, not knowing whether it would be proper to call the dying man "the count," yet ashamed to call him "father.

" "He had another stroke about half an hour ago.

Courage, my friend..." Pierre's mind was in such a confused state that the word "stroke" suggested to him a blow from something.

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